Poems on Pablo Neruda Published by Members Recently Online
#PabloNeruda
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
The Fear ( After Pablo Neruda )
We are not naturally afraid of darkness;
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#childhood
#philosophical
#PabloNeruda
1147 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
The Fear ( After Pablo Neruda )
We are not naturally afraid of darkness;
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#childhood
#philosophical
#PabloNeruda
1147 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
The Fear ( After Pablo Neruda )
We are not naturally afraid of darkness;
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#childhood
#philosophical
#PabloNeruda
1147 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
The Fear ( After Pablo Neruda )
We are not naturally afraid of darkness;
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#childhood
#philosophical
#PabloNeruda
1147 reads
6 Comments
Ahavati
Tams
Tams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
3rd Feb 2019 2:24pm
The Fear ( After Pablo Neruda )
We are not naturally afraid of darkness;
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
we gestate within it, our eyes unclear
thriving in gelatinous sockets of growth—
it is birth that dilates pupils to fear.
Abuse, its steel toe boot cracking the teeth
of our solar plexus in times of innocence;
adolescence demands our participation—
microscopically studies each breath.
Breaking the spine of nonconformity
fear wills one into a submissive participant;
dominant peers lord over the weak
and life is not lived, but tolerated.
...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#childhood
#philosophical
#PabloNeruda
1147 reads
6 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
5th Feb 2014 9:34am
5th Feb 2014 9:34am
Ocean
the ocean
will never lie still
her salty breath
moving in and out
sometimes smooth as silk
other times with the rage
of a lion
in calm or storm
we must never doubt
her ferociousness
"i need the sea because it teaches me." Pablo Neruda
will never lie still
her salty breath
moving in and out
sometimes smooth as silk
other times with the rage
of a lion
in calm or storm
we must never doubt
her ferociousness
"i need the sea because it teaches me." Pablo Neruda
#sea
#PabloNeruda
759 reads
4 Comments
jemac
Poem Published
5th Feb 2014 9:34am
5th Feb 2014 9:34am
Ocean
the ocean
will never lie still
her salty breath
moving in and out
sometimes smooth as silk
other times with the rage
of a lion
in calm or storm
we must never doubt
her ferociousness
"i need the sea because it teaches me." Pablo Neruda
will never lie still
her salty breath
moving in and out
sometimes smooth as silk
other times with the rage
of a lion
in calm or storm
we must never doubt
her ferociousness
"i need the sea because it teaches me." Pablo Neruda
#sea
#PabloNeruda
759 reads
4 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
Love Sonnet (After Neruda)
I do not love you as if you were made of the finest gold
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
#love
#inspirational
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
934 reads
18 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
Love Sonnet (After Neruda)
I do not love you as if you were made of the finest gold
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
#love
#inspirational
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
934 reads
18 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
Love Sonnet (After Neruda)
I do not love you as if you were made of the finest gold
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
#love
#inspirational
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
934 reads
18 Comments
eswaller
Poem Published
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
22nd Feb 2019 11:46pm
Love Sonnet (After Neruda)
I do not love you as if you were made of the finest gold
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
This world has to offer or because your smile can start
A fire. I love you as the darkness desires light and cold
Touches crave warmth. There is something your heart
Always wants; to always be loved in all the right ways
And places without fear of being broken or delicate.
I wish to love the deepest parts of you, not for days
You spent in the summer, but when you felt desolate,
Alone and everyone ignored you when you needed
Love. That is when I will...
#love
#inspirational
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
#sonnet #PabloNeruda
934 reads
18 Comments
Eccentric
Poem Published
20th Mar 2013 9:20pm
20th Mar 2013 9:20pm
~Lacrimat~
I want to see the thirst inside the syllables
I want to touch the fire in the sound:
I want to feel the darkness of the cry.
I want words as rough
... as virgin rocks.” - Verb.”
― Pablo Neruda
It’s a moment when pain and anger settles…
it’s dead weight presses against solar plexus..
trigger’s those spasms from a touch...and memories
of fingers soft as a whisper brings a craving
or this longing to have love near again…
That's when we appear..
When his pleading words become
uncontrollable sobbing….
~freeing~
…...
I want to touch the fire in the sound:
I want to feel the darkness of the cry.
I want words as rough
... as virgin rocks.” - Verb.”
― Pablo Neruda
It’s a moment when pain and anger settles…
it’s dead weight presses against solar plexus..
trigger’s those spasms from a touch...and memories
of fingers soft as a whisper brings a craving
or this longing to have love near again…
That's when we appear..
When his pleading words become
uncontrollable sobbing….
~freeing~
…...
#love
#rain
#PabloNeruda
848 reads
9 Comments
DU Poetry : Poems on Pablo Neruda Published by Members Recently Online
#PabloNeruda is curated by Ahavati (Tams).
