The Saddest Poem
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<strong>The Saddest Poem</strong>I write the saddest poem of all tonight.
Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."
The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.
I write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, a<u></u>nd sometimes she loved me too.
On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times uhe infinite sky.
She loved me<big></big>, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?
I write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I dont <mark></mark>have her. To feel that Ive lost her.
To hear the immense night, more immehout her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.
What does it matter that my love couldnt keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.
Thats all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.
As if t her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.
The same night that whitens the same trees.
ho were, we are the same no longer.
I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.
Someone elses. She will be someone elses. As she once
beloo my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infin<df</dfn>ite eyes.
I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.
Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.
Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.
<strong>Pablo Neruda</strong>
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