Sonnet XVII (Sonnet 17) - Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were the salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

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I was compelled to put this on here. I watch Patch Adams the movie quite some time ago and foudn this poem quite beautiful. Searched for who had written it, and lo and behold, the great Shakespeare who lived quite closer to my own time, Pablo Neruda. The man is genius, as is his poetry.

I feel as though
I am the one in Love
and am alone in that

I feel as though
I would give it all
yet he wouldnt give a bit

I feel as though
I should move on
but I refuse to do so

I feel so though
I will never be happy
so I try to fill that
only to be disappointed
with myself
with Love
beacuse I started
to forget
to let him slip away
and I dont want that
I want him
and me
forever
In Love
together
side by side
two hands as one
two hearts the same

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I started writing this damn thing being bum rushed by a double dose of Trazadone and being uber wierd...... I wanted this poem to have form. I wrote the first two and it was totally natural. And then from then on it was forced. I started to break it and found myself being angry/frustrated with myself... HOW STUPID! I Love him. Thank God not for this amazing day, but for Trey and the days I spent with him. My day today was so wierd. I didnt take my Cymbalta and oddly I had a FABULOUS day.. but then I got in at 1AM... and it was SHIT. This is what happened... and continues to happen to this day... bah! I hate it! I can do things that I hold myself from. Why not break the form I have created and continue on with the knowledge of conformity even to ones self is not mandatory or right.

In this moment
I feel as though
that I am a top
spinning unknown
of where it shall
come to it's end
I am up the slope
and down the hill
around pot holes
and into cracks

My new paint
when I was bought
was clean
free of chips
now from the traps
no, no, not traps
but the uneven ground
I am chipped
less than new
but not quite old

I still spin
from the day
I was set
and the string
was strongly pulled
I have on point
spun and dodged
what the world
has lie around me

A crack
I fell into
the daring of the ledge
was much to great
I fell hard
into the crack
a wood chunk flew
from my lower half
but I kept spinning
running the length
of the crack

Deep as it may be
it will end
and I shall
keep spinning
and when I stop
it will be by
Newton's Laws
or Darwin's
whatever you choose
my end
will not be
at my own hands

Complicate life
with rules and regulations
to make things
a little more conveluded
Why?
only to satisfy a desire
to make everything
last a little bit longer
make things a little big harder
and only to frustrate the world
all in the end

communication in its purest form
is no longer acceptable
words can no longer have one meaning
for the perception of the receiver
is what truely counts
it matters nothing to you intent
or true meaning
but only what they think

why do we continue
to complicate a world
that was so simply
created in Love
to Love and be Loved

but now its dancing
in circles and
jumpin through hoops
that are uneeded
but hell
why just a hoop?
light it on fire
and have it move
in all directions
at all times

Nothing can remain simple
the way it was concepted
and incepted

I am kinda pleasantly suprised with myself. I wrote all three of these. In under 10 minutes...
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I love how aspired
To all that I thought I wanted
But I found you
And found that maybe
Just maybe I didn’t want
Anything to do with anything
But you
I am willing to give up my city
My home with my brothers
My place my choir
My teachers and mentors
Just so I can be with you
The one I believe myself
To be in love
But I cant say with
Because you are not in love
With me
But you have said
That you could have loved me
Had you let yourself
But to deny yourself
Such a feeling seems impossible
To me
Maybe you are the master
Of your emotions
But you are the first and the last
The soul survivor of a race long gone
Isn’t it ironic that I love the only one
Never to have anyone
To come close to you
For myself to not have you
And long for you
And only you
And no one can compare
Nor do I want them to
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If I were to go to you
To pick up my life
Or to leave it here
It wouldn’t matter to me
For I am in love with you
And love is something
To be listened to
To be reckoned with
It can provide all you wish
A serene place
Or can cause chaos
To rattle the bars
Of a quieted cage
Only to wake
The beast within
That we forgot existed
But the beast
Is not bad
Nor good
But a beast
To be learned from
To be admired
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Why do people ignore love
When all around us
Is love
A force beyond comprehension
That has provided for
The best music we have ever heard
The most beautiful paintings
And the most amazing place
To live
To prosper
Love bore us
To live and
To love
Why deny our creator

Have you ever thought
That the hardest thing
Might be to go to bed
Without you
Only to wake the next morning
To find that you are not there
As if there was a hope
That you would join me
Midway through the night
To lie with me
And sleep
To feel my heart beat
Just in time with yours
To smell the smell I have
And for me to breath deep
The scent of you