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Pablo Neruda's Poetry, by written

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  • A Lemon
    Out of lemon flowers
    loosed
    53 lines, 2 comments
  • Ode To Wine
    Day-colored wine,
    night-colored wine,
    85 lines
  • Bird
    It was passed from one bird to another,
    the whole gift of the day.
    25 lines, 5 comments
  • Sonata
    Neither the heart cut by a piece of glass
    in a wasteland of thorns
    29 lines
  • Some Beasts
    It was the twilight of the iguana:
    From a rainbowing battlement,
    30 lines
  • The Song Of Despair
    You swallowed everything, like distance.
    Like the sea, like time.
    7 lines, 3 comments
  • If You Forget Me
    I want you to know
    one thing.
    52 lines, 9 comments
  • The Weary One
    The weary one, orphan
    of the masses, the self,
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • Ode To Maize
    America, from a grain
    of maize you grew
    82 lines, 1 comment
  • Ode To Sadness
    Sadness, scarab
    with seven crippled feet,
    33 lines, 2 comments
  • Sonnet XI
    I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
    Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
    16 lines, 6 comments
  • We Are Many
    Of the many men whom I am, whom we are,
    I cannot settle on a single one.
    45 lines, 1 comment
  • Brown And Agile Child
    Brown and agile child, the sun which forms the fruit
    And ripens the grain and twists the seaweed
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • Song Of Despair
    The memory of you emerges from the night around me.
    The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.
    86 lines, 9 comments
  • In My Sky At Twilight
    In my sky at twilight you are like a cloud
    and your form and colour are the way I love them.
    16 lines
  • Leaning Into The Afternoons
    Leaning into the afternoons I cast my sad nets
    towards your oceanic eyes.
    19 lines, 2 comments
  • Lost In The Forest
    Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
    and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
    16 lines
  • Ode To The Book
    When I close a book
    I open life.
    77 lines, 3 comments
  • The Night In Isla Negra
    Ancient night and the unruly salt
    beat at the walls of my house.
    14 lines, 2 comments
  • The Question
    Love, a question
    has destroyed you.
    49 lines, 2 comments
  • Your Laughter
    Take bread away from me, if you wish,
    take air away, but
    47 lines, 14 comments
  • Water
    Everything on the earth bristled, the bramble
    pricked and the green thread
    11 lines, 1 comment
  • Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines
    I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
    Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
    48 lines, 38 comments
  • The Light Wraps You
    The light wraps you in its mortal flame.
    Abstracted pale mourner, standing that way
    19 lines, 1 comment
  • The White Mans Burden
    Lost in the forest, I broke off a dark twig
    and lifted its whisper to my thirsty lips:
    0 lines, 2 comments
  • Clenched Soul
    We have lost even this twilight.
    No one saw us this evening hand in hand
    23 lines, 4 comments
  • Gentleman Alone
    The young maricones and the horny muchachas,
    The big fat widows delirious from insomnia,
    39 lines, 4 comments
  • Nothing But Death
    There are cemeteries that are lonely,
    graves full of bones that do not make a sound,
    49 lines, 1 comment
  • A Dog Has Died
    My dog has died.
    I buried him in the garden
    53 lines, 15 comments
  • Puedo Escribir
    Puedo escribir los versos más tristes esta noche.
    Escribir, por ejemplo: 'La noche está estrellada,
    32 lines, 10 comments
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