Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines by Pablo Neruda

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Filmed in 2021 in various locations, I started editing in 2021 and finished the first days of 2022, it never felt 100% balanced but nothing will ever be fully balanced or perfect. I hope you like it despite its imperfections.
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🔰Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
Translation by W. S. Merwin

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@cuauhtemocmorisco3493 2 года назад

How cursed we as humans are to feel loneliness, complete utter despair, to feel joy when things go well, to find and lose our special loved ones and to never be able to forget them no matter how hard we try. Pain is suffering for the one's we truly loved and for the things that never became. I hope that anyone who is going through life's pain can wake up and be made glad with this poem!!!

@diy_mushroomguy Год назад

Is being able to remember the curse, or would it be easily forgetting that would be?

@rohinisubba1511 Год назад

I'd like to think it as something necessary and beautiful, a sort of blessing...because there's pain, we know the value of happiness too...

@unnamed............. 2 месяца назад

@rohinisubba1511 I never learned to value the happiness bc I never found it so instead I began valuing the pain. I was born with depression so every breath that I have taken has always had shadows and darkness in it. But it's all right, bc pain is my happiness.

@thereticentgirl7180 2 года назад

"Love is so short,forgetting is so long."💔

@wazi8171 Год назад

That hit hard 💔

@PRINCEjxyfglxguxggxfj-qe2iy 6 месяцев назад

Love is so fast, forgetting is so slow.

@safim8217 2 года назад

I'm currently studying ancient love poetry and its always interesting to see that the human experience remains the same - even after thousands of years, the same feelings and emotions are echoed in poetry of this era. Great choice of poem, Illneas!

@johnsrome8459 2 года назад

For what it’s worth, I completely agree with your observation, Safi. Good luck with your studies.

@safim8217 2 года назад

@@johnsrome8459 Thank you, John! :-)

@johnsrome8459 2 года назад

@@safim8217 You are most welcome!

@marcusaurelius2242 2 года назад

@@safim8217 .This poem is certainly not ancient. Pablo Neruda it could be argued, was one the greatest poets who ever lived. Certainly during this time frame, he was a force to be reckoned with. Buy the book, 10 love poems and a poem of despair.

@siddhantmanna4809 2 года назад

At the most basic level- we all crave love. We all want to be understood & to understand.

@vidisha2683 2 года назад

This was the poem that introduced me to Neruda's work. Thank you so much for showcasing this here! 🌻

@jayantirajput8719 2 года назад

Yeah...same for me

@yoihenbalaishram8903 Год назад

Same to you bro

@jenniferaquino1729 11 месяцев назад

Same, now I'm a wreck.

@marshalljbg1980 2 года назад

There's something special about this poem. It's so genuine and it feels like , I wrote it... and in a way i didn't... I love it..

@SMSSV265 2 года назад

Sometimes I wonder why I feel so comforted by sad poems like this...may be I cant really relate to the words fully but there is something in these verses that resonates with what goes inside me...

@sofiaperaza885 2 года назад

I was reciting the original in spanish while seeing the video. This is the poem that sparked my love for poetry. My literature teacher loved this verse and would recite it over and over "es tan corto el amor y tan largo el olvido" which would be 'love is so short and forgetting is so long'. He passed away in 2018 and one of the things i enjoy the most to this day I owe it to him and to this poem.

@camusindisguise 2 года назад

Neruda puts the simplest of human thoughts and experiences and puts them into a beautiful poem. one example is "Keeping Quiet"

@noorabd6185 2 года назад

Please keep posting these videos, I do miss them sometimes, it’s like special ritual for my soul... This music, the narrator’s voice and the clips in the videos....it’s all real beauty to me... TY

@mohammadeghbalbakhtiary8360 2 года назад

My favorite poem of all time uploaded by my favorite artist Just made my day

@elpohloco7654 Год назад

I'm a native spanish speaker but lately i've been visiting this almost every day because of the narrator and the shots which are so inspiring

@Lucid_Poetess 2 года назад

The words, the voice, the video ... I cried and no, this is not because I'm sad, I'm touched. I didn't cry for 4 years! Thank you for redeeming me! 💜💜

@bachnroll9657 8 месяцев назад

that poem destroyed my heart. i literally can not stop crying, it is so beautiful

@alifewithpoetry 2 года назад

achingly beautiful ♥️ I really love how you started the video with dim colour then went to black and white - to set the mood of the poem. Wonderful work, as always.

@321action3 2 года назад

the voice ~ perfect along everything else. im so glad we get to hear Tom Bedlam again ♥

@jordan82514 2 года назад

“I no longer love her that’s certain, but maybe I love her.”💔

@genevacopp845 10 месяцев назад

This poem really gets deep into your heart and soul!!!!!!! 😞😞😞💔💔💔💔💔💔💔😞😞😞😞

@lliw4934 2 года назад

Right in the feels :'c , uno de mis poemas favoritos, grande Neruda.

@spoonofsamar 2 года назад

I love how the music and the poem take us to a certain high of emotion and then ends. Just letting us go with this unsettling sadness, just like a lover leaving. Absolutely stunning work! Thank you so much for sharing this with us.

@jazmynmallette4604 2 года назад

a heart-breaking masterpiece!!

@8dhanarajnongmaithem105 2 года назад

Everyone writes. But it's more than writing when it is done by writers.

@Soulie_alze 2 года назад

~Love is so short , forgetting is so long~ so true

@leeveexx Год назад

An error occurred when I first clicked on the video: instead of showing the imagery, the screen was black. Somehow I found the blackness to be quite suitable. The void his devotion disappeared into. The emptiness his soul got swallowed by the moment they parted and how it continues to be swallowed every night in blindness. Beautiful poem, thank you for sharing 💓

@sabishiikarasu4158 Год назад

Made a grown man lose a tear . Always from the soul thank you 🎧🖤

@YaadonKiMohtaaj. 11 месяцев назад

All the poetrys share the same amount of pain and the same pain be it of any artist, The same damn pain "love" Could you imagine you beautifully cursed love is?💗😭🌌

@prachibajpaiprachi203 2 года назад

Was studying and making assignment when this came on my RU-vid Home as a suggestion. this is so beautiful. This is not imperfect. B/W edits are always perfect. 🌼

@rebeca5359 2 года назад

I hoped for a long time that you'll upload this overwhelming poem. Thank you!

@leosouza8945 2 года назад

"Love is so short, forgetting is so long" I'mma need to talk about this with my therapist :")

@mc7130 2 года назад

this is insanely beautiful. I have no words. well done! ❤️

@paulhussey1113 2 года назад

When love is gone .it can't be replaced ...like something else you replace. It dies.. we can still love the memories of being in love ....because it is a place we find in out souls we want to go back to....but it's gone ...... super video ....

@rossren9691 8 месяцев назад

The fact that if you are heartbroken you will completely relate to every single word here, I Imagine that if you are happy in a relationship this will not hit you the way it's intended...... sadly every word spoken here I relate with. Love is so short, forgetting is so long

@sleyndsworld8202 2 года назад

thank you for making this friend - i LOVE your original poetry but sometimes miss these beautiful pieces featuring "established" poets that u used to create

@MapleSyrupPoet 7 месяцев назад

"Loving is so short ...forgetting is so long" brilliant insight #genuis

@AnnieStar445 Год назад

I loved her and sometimes she loved me too It's so sad how unfair we treat each other sometimes. I love this poem

@zina4876 2 года назад

imperfections are beautiful. thank you again ❤️

@ankurgautam5701 11 месяцев назад

Great piece of work….devastation in picture and hope in sound of birds chirping ❤

@pooja8670 2 года назад

Love is so short❤... Forgetting is so long 💔Thank you for this amazing work🌼💛🙌

@xingzeilol4656 2 года назад

Lying in my bad with fever, it's 3 in the morning, or 4. I'm awake, or I'm not. Will I see the next day? Doesn't even matter, with me or without me, the world will be in chaos. Am I awake or am I not?

@janowens2212 7 месяцев назад

We have many heart aches but we still long for that forever.🌹❤️😇

@hajar9060 2 года назад

I'm ADDICTED to this work of art🖤

@jyotiprakash6303 2 года назад

❤️ beautiful Keep it up brother 👍

@xman_hall 2 года назад

Love is so short, forgetting is so long. Wow.

@yarahilal6544 2 года назад

Beautiful. Both the poem and your work.

@lazimmv 2 года назад

I have watched this 💯 times still watching!

@sidheshwarkumar8365 2 года назад

The visuals are amazing!

@breadtheory 2 года назад

Great one! Absolutely loved it 👍

@Firiel19 2 года назад

My favorite Neruda poem by far!

@aoex8246 2 года назад

crying my eyes out thanks

@Bi11lie_v 9 месяцев назад

Love is but a tool to remind us who we are .

@fdfac 2 года назад

Such a great series.

@robskyful Год назад

Tread softly on my dreams ..

@karyne826 Год назад

I love this poem. 😢

@WAFFFFF 2 года назад

Thanks for this.

@virileessence8122 2 года назад

Love this

@asyouratty13 2 года назад

Life is not perfect...and always have a hunger in your soul....

@Jenny-tu9fc 2 года назад

Beautiful

@mansibarik3506 10 месяцев назад

music is louder than the words, take care of that, everything else is fine.

@talhasaeed 2 года назад

Great work! please make more videos on Charles Bukowski with Tom Bedlam voice in your main channel or here. 💖

@kenmen23 Год назад

“she will be another’s”

@rebsad 5 месяцев назад

"like she was before my kisses"

@christianmaureal2938 2 года назад

nice work!

@nalonalo828 6 месяцев назад

Wish to see some of john keats and robert frost

@jusdelalobo-sr9yu Год назад

Pain its natural, loss, grief, death, depression is the glue.... Still it's natural.... And like a storm it all passes in time.... But every life has another storm around the corner it's just the nature of existence.... I mean how perfect would life be if it was always perfect

@rippingoffmyface 2 года назад

🖤

@Trashpandasoli 2 года назад

💜

@zhaw4821 2 года назад

It's a nice poem...

@masoumetajik3068 2 года назад

Peace full place

@melisacaceresvaldez9051 2 года назад

Another's, he will be Another's

@Lili-Benovent Год назад

SOPHIE - Lili You know you don’t belong to us he said unto the child We found you poorly in the swamp deep within the mire Your eyes bright red by moonlight, grey blue before the fire We knew that you were different, a difference deep and wild And we were drawn by deepest love this pen cannot explain No thoughts could ever pass our minds of fleeing from the pain. - The pain of one so young and cold we took from death’s dark claws As you grew within our hovel, submissive, bright and smart A child, a girl with deep black curls, brown skin without a flaw We loved you more as time passed by and death called once again To take the man that you called Pa. You never shed a tear You watched the Moon, you understood as Nature made its claim. - I noticed then you hardly slept, in silent meditation deep Things would move before your stare, you never suffered ills You would sing verse you weren’t taught, draw creatures from their sleep And they would sing along with you, nightbirds, raccoons and frogs Until an orchestra of sound rose up so beautiful to hear Surprising to myself as well, I never suffered fear. - But when you grew past childhood, when blood began to flow You ventured nightly through the woods following the song That seemed to spring from all the trees, song I didn’t know When young men came along to call, they froze at your red eyes And went away not to return, then rumors began to grow Fear from all the Villagers, the stories, hate and cries. - One bright morning we were taken by a tap upon our door Standing there all dressed in brown, four girls of Sophie’s age They came inside and took her hand, outside a man on horse She knew them all, they took a draught, then all sat on the floor A chant began, rose to a scream, the sound was tempest worse They took her then, she bade Goodbye, her happiness I saw. - I live alone, shunned by all, inside my mind I know When Moonlight falls and nightbirds sing I feel that I am blessed She’s watching o’er my life and trials, she brings the sun and snow And as I age I feel her here when chairs and tables move A whisper low, a song I hear, the call of her pet crow. Blessed be.

@siddarthd2087 2 года назад

Nice

@mamenchieathleticshub3057 Год назад

The background music is too loud for such a presentation

@user-ng3bg7qw2d 2 года назад

😥❤

@kwaderno 2 года назад

hi what do u use to edit the vdeos. id like to learn

@bluebird669 2 года назад

😞 💔

@joycegoes266 Год назад

Jaante ho jaise main tumhe pehli baar mili thi toh vo din tumahare liye remarkable Hai teekh vaise hi mere liye jab Mera punar huva Tha and when I first fell in love with you in holy week vo mere liye remarkable Hai. Main vo din kabhi nahi bhul sakti

@АлександрРусаков-в4с 11 дней назад

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@frances3416 2 года назад

💬

@ashokguha9666 4 месяца назад

of course not my story

@johnsrome8459 2 года назад

This is so beautiful (and, coming to terms with separation after a 30 year relationship, very relatable!), my dear illneas. I agree wholeheartedly with Safi M: circumstances change but the human experience of love & loss remains the same. Another example of your impeccable taste in poetry and the unique way you combine all the excellent compositional elements (nice to hear Tom again) into bridges by which we can try to really understand one another. ❤️