Pablo Neruda (1904-1973),
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Saddest Poem by Pablo Neruda
Never by MwsR
Never think about me
Never let my name cross your lips.
In death, I’ll matter more.
In death, I’ll be welcomed
Never try to treat me as equal
Never give me courtesy.
In death, I’ll have flowers with beauty
In death, my cries will not bother you.
Never lose any sleep over me
Never any more opportunity to ignore me
In death, I will not seek your attention
In death, things will be different.
Never feel remorse
Never feel bad
In death, I’ll not care
In death, you’ll be no more.
Sometimes the things that bring us joy
Bring also trouble and pain
Thoughts we had planned in our heads
Make us weary when they are changed,
Some of our greatest woes comes from that
While we are weary they alter our peace
Peace that we had until then
Our greatest woes often come from the thinking within
Sadness robs the happy man of control
He loses his smile and joy, when he tarries so
After all, what are smiles but upside down frowns!
More than not people live life in the past
Meaningless attempts, because nothing ever lasts
Why not live like there is only today?
As the saying goes, “Learn not to expect and you’ll never be disappointed.”
If we cannot achieve what we want,
We will settle, much to ourselves, its a loss
If disappointment can be a challenge,
Sorrow will come in yielding the sword that can kill.
Trouble will accumulate and bring with it his friends
Our life will be like a hostage, to that
Hope is not bad but it gives false security and bliss
It clings to our dreams and even our obscurities
It paints a false illusion,
Unless with the hope you can carry knowledge
Knowledge that things can alter at any moment,
And then after you collect your new perspective on things,
You can then come to a different hope.
Constantly re adjusting,
Forever changing,
Our greatest woes are defining
Just don’t let them take charge
Find ways of adapting, changing, and thinking.
Then our greatest woe won’t defeat us.
We Forget by MwsR
In self-inflicted blindness, we forget all the ones that are in pain�
Then we turn and look over our shoulders never accepting the blame.�
Onward we keep going, forever clueless in our own little bubble�
Looks like we should access while we are down in the rumble,�
But we don’t and then we deceive ourselves into thinking that all is right,�
Even when we toss and turn away into the night.�
What is it that makes a person truly at peace?� Is it knowing that others we can deceive if they only believe?�
It’s like a game of chance that we are willing to partake of�
Not caring who we step on or who we shove.� Selfish we enter this world, selfish we leave it.�
It’s not just me thinking this and you better believe it.�
Why can’t we stop fooling ourselves, �
Stop hurting others because they let us, themselves?�
We need to acknowledge that we all play a part in this world together.�
God didn’t create us to be alone, especially forever.�
To care about others we give parts of ourselves away,�
For as long as it takes, maybe a year, maybe for just a day.�
Anyone worthy of love is worth the learning�
When others come first, in actuality we come alongside them.�
No, we can’t be always good or right, but we can bring things up and together, just like a seamstress’s hem.
Frozen by MwsR
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it way down deep?
Or has it haunted you in your sleep?
You have become numb and changed
The pieces that were once limber are stiff.
Why is it that we stay on that frozen cliff?
Too many things have been affected
Your goals and your visions have become neglected.
It’s as if your own soul has been rejected.
You can no longer see clearly now there is a haze
You try to get back what time tries to erase
When in all actuality you cannot continue the chase.
Waiting for that one rock to knock you and shatter you into many pieces
Hoping that the Sun will warm you and bring you back to living
Where once breath was inside of you now you have nothing that’s giving.
You are frozen.
You are frozen in time.
You are frozen in time because you have grown cold.
No spark has left no flame will burn
Until this curse has risen
You need to realize what it is you have to give and how much more of your life you have to live, just listen.
You don’t have to be frozen
Time doesn’t have to freeze
You can avoid being cold…
The spark is there it will ignite the flame
The curse will rise and you shall remain
You can give and continue to live.
The struggle is gone, no rewinds
Pictures that are still ever present in our minds
Things in a pose
Freckles on someone’s nose
Smells of cinnamon with ginger accents
Frost that forms on the grassy cement
Listening to one of the greatest old songs
Humming right along
Whispers of laughter filling the air
From others playing, way over there
Tastes that remind of us of childhood times
Splatters of paint, that makes things look refined
Clothes that flow so free
Nameless not branded, that’s fine with me
Comfort in the snuggle of a throw
Softness to touch, you already know
Simple, not complicated
Things that make us feel un- encumbered
A life that is lived
Life that has truly been give.
Struggling with uncertainties
Looking at all my frailities
Questions the strategies
Pondering all the negativities
Wondering if there are possibilities
I am hostage to.
Mingling with my enemies
Reaching for my legacy
Hiding my awful tendencies
Always looking for the penalties
My own body, mind, and soul’s felonies
Wishing for real serenity
I am hostage to.
Feeling inept showing my jealousy
Humming along with a melody
Things really affect me mentally
Having my own specialties
There is little rarities
The shadows have many enmities
I am hostage to.
People…by MwsR
We meet all kinds.
We share with and trust a few.
For me, it might be you.
They come in and out of our world,
They give us either great lessons or understanding
See the choices I’m claiming.
I see different traits
Different battles
And it’s their faith that settles.
Why do we just exist?
Among other
Mom, dad, sisters, brothers.
Why can’t we take something
Rearrange something
Is all our lives for nothing?
Make a spark
Let it grow into a fire
Reaching others as you inspire.
Teach and learn lessons
Give and take back what you can
That should be a rule for all of man.
Life is a journey, a game
We are the players
Let’s love and cherish
Never letting that perish.
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