I don't know about that, I've all but forgotten every love I've ever had. I can't even remember the sound of their voice or the touch of their hand. Even to see a breif image of their face takes immense effort, and some are lost altogether to the sands of time. Really, my entire life is mostly one cavernous void that has left me feeling just as empty.
I’ve never been in a relationship before, but the moment I got teary eyed, despite not having experienced anything like it, I knew, this is when a poem becomes art.
used to read and study this poem in our college days. it was nothing to me before. yes, it was touching. but didn't really reach my heart. last night, i remembered the lines "love is so short, forgetting is so long". i watched this today and now that i'm older, and been through a lot, i could almost hear my heart break with these lines.
I have always appreciated the poems of Pablo Neruda. He has always had a matter of fact and simplistic approach to his works. For example; “Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.” This video was beautifuly made!
In Hinduism, we believe that all things are written before our birth... Neither we nor you can do in this circle of karma. Moving ahead is the only way you can ease them...
I visiting a grave once and as I was leaving I saw an old man kneeling in front of a grave stone and as I left I looked over at him and he leaned foreward kissing the stone and bowed his head . this poem reminded me of him and his loved one .
I had a Spanish teacher whose wife and children were murdered by the government of Chile for the crime of publishing poetry of Pablo Neruda, a socialist. He survived to remarry. To have more children. Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
@@maniimanii1766 The teacher? I don't know, but you could probably say Neruda was a socialist. Like many intellectuals in his time, his views were left leaning and anti-fascist. Neruda was once a member of Chile's Communist Party and was elected and served as senator. But then, when Chile's president at that time turned repressive and started persecuting communists, he had to go into exile for a few years. Back in his country, he later became a supporter of Chile's first elected Socialist president, Salvador Allende. Neruda died only days after a very violent, U.S. supported military coup brought about Allende's death and ended Chile's democracy. I am guessing he would have been a Socialist today.
You ever just feel lost? Drifting through this beautiful and cruel world, not knowing where to go? Or where you fit in? But you try your best to stay positive. Hoping you finally find your way.
Never express what makes you happy because the land is brimming with lingerers. And they'll soulsnatch from you even the dimmest of light. Because these wretches bask in the twilight of a man's misfortune.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines. Write, for example,'The night is shattered and the blue stars 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, and 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 shattered 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 searches for her as though to go to her. 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. Like my kisses before. Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite 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 sould 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.
A few months ago my teacher had us read this poem watch this for an assignment. Since then it has become one of my favorites. I keep coming back to this video. So beautiful and moving.
It's a wonderful thing what poetry does to you. What a beautiful beautiful poem. Made me miss someone once very close to me. I have always loved this poem, but the music and the recitation are top notch. Thanks for this!
I've always thought French for form, english for images, but Spanish for passion. The very, very little I know of Chinese poetry makes me say it's strength is in mélancolique nostalgie.
It's a surreal thing that I will forever keep in my brain how my words sound in a different person. I WILL SAY THIS AND ONLY THIS, IM A LITTLE DIFFERENT BUT NOT CRAZY JUST ALITTLE DIFFERENT GOD BLESS.
This is only the beginning. A lot of Neruda books to read. I have like 5 Neruda books in Spanish. I find it in old used bookstores in Mexico. But is fantastic translate his poetry for the English speakers.
Beautiful. It has a lot of emotion compact in one line, the saddest line. Where in this heart, the place it get started, where in my mind that keep my strength, to console this grieving... Coz it takes too long to heal, to heal... So tonight i can write the saddest line, so the feel cant bound to me no more, not anymore.
Thank you for sharing, this came up as a suggestion from in my TH-cam feed and has been a hard day. My father's Father's Day and he's no longer here as well as my boyfriend who died in a fire and his name was pablo thank you
Is that you reading this? This voice is so beautiful and full of emotion. The reading and the pictures make this poem so personal and affecting. Well done.
Without saying, the poem is beautiful. The words, which impact me are the ones about pain and the last time she will make me suffer. For I know, there can be no love without suffering.
J Gib thank you so much! Yes I am working on more as we speak, since school has started again I find it hard to find the time to make them as often but I haven't quit don't worry!
"love is so short, forgetting is long"
Wow⚘
Love never ends That's why there is no forgetting. 💜
😭
I don't know about that, I've all but forgotten every love I've ever had. I can't even remember the sound of their voice or the touch of their hand. Even to see a breif image of their face takes immense effort, and some are lost altogether to the sands of time. Really, my entire life is mostly one cavernous void that has left me feeling just as empty.
@@angelus_solus I am so sorry.But love is there,all around,is Life and consciousness itself.
( your 2nd.name,Solus.….is this significant?)
I’ve never been in a relationship before, but the moment I got teary eyed, despite not having experienced anything like it, I knew, this is when a poem becomes art.
same here
@@javanlovesbooks5009 i felt all by this poem
That’s deep
You can feel the pain
Pablo Neruda must have had his heart in pieces to write this.
Houmaira, watch if u like a poetic video Waiting a Lot for Someone at th-cam.com/video/r8gLlcuCtko/w-d-xo.html
"Houmaira" it s an arabian name. or it's just some kind of coincidence?
@@isaac9411 it's an Arabic name
@@ma_r1o24 عجبت حين قرأته لأول وهلة, إذن حدسي كان في محله يا أبا دونالد... هههه
Borges say: convert the misfortune in art.
used to read and study this poem in our college days. it was nothing to me before. yes, it was touching. but didn't really reach my heart. last night, i remembered the lines "love is so short, forgetting is so long". i watched this today and now that i'm older, and been through a lot, i could almost hear my heart break with these lines.
I have always appreciated the poems of Pablo Neruda. He has always had a matter of fact and simplistic approach to his works. For example;
“Someday, somewhere - anywhere, unfailingly, you'll find yourself, and that, and only that, can be the happiest or bitterest hour of your life.”
This video was beautifuly made!
Hey. Plz can u tell the name of this poem?❤️
@@shazinashujaat7495 Its not a poem, just a quote from him
One of the greatest poems ever written. It always sends chills down my body.
My boyfriend that I love so much, I lost recently passed away and this was in my recommended randomly
im sorry
I'm so sorry for your loss..
I'm so sorry for your loss. May God Bless you. Be strong.
In Hinduism, we believe that all things are written before our birth... Neither we nor you can do in this circle of karma. Moving ahead is the only way you can ease them...
I wish I could offer you solace, but I only have cliches. Time will ease the pain. You are not alone.
I visiting a grave once and as I was leaving I saw an old man kneeling in front of a grave stone and as I left I looked over at him and he leaned foreward kissing the stone and bowed his head . this poem reminded me of him and his loved one .
Your video brought tears to my eyes.. Life. A fleeting moment in an infinite amount of moments...
This video is fine art.
YESSS! Stunning
I had a Spanish teacher whose wife and children were murdered by the government of Chile for the crime of publishing poetry of Pablo Neruda, a socialist.
He survived to remarry. To have more children.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
John Hoff he was a socialist?
@@maniimanii1766 The teacher? I don't know, but you could probably say Neruda was a socialist. Like many intellectuals in his time, his views were left leaning and anti-fascist. Neruda was once a member of Chile's Communist Party and was elected and served as senator. But then, when Chile's president at that time turned repressive and started persecuting communists, he had to go into exile for a few years. Back in his country, he later became a supporter of Chile's first elected Socialist president, Salvador Allende. Neruda died only days after a very violent, U.S. supported military coup brought about Allende's death and ended Chile's democracy. I am guessing he would have been a Socialist today.
May they rest in peace
Oliver Bob how did you reach that
Conclusion in this case
avantika mathur Venezuela
"As a child, I was afraid of the dark and the monsters on the outside.
As a man, I run away from the light, afraid to show the monsters within."
Is that your quote? Who said it ?
@@alvarominor1312 Yes I wrote it.
Thoughtful
such immense and devastating beauty,the cruel joys of true love
Bravo to the late W S Merwin (one of my favorite poets) for translating this magnificent poem with the same gut wrenching effect as the original
We of that time are no longer the same.. This line makes me shiver so much, it is so true.
Everything must change , how we yearn for that person we both were in that time.
"Love is short forgetting is long " speechless
You ever just feel lost?
Drifting through this beautiful and cruel world, not knowing where to go?
Or where you fit in?
But you try your best to stay positive. Hoping you finally find your way.
That's myevery day...
On the daily I do
I pray that you find your way through all the craziness.
You speak out of my heart
Another's. He will be another' s. As he was before my kisses.
His voice, his bright body. His infinite eyes.
Do you guys get teary eyed or is it only me?
It isn't just you
My mom just passed away..
this took my breath away..I am crying too..so sad yet so beautiful😔
jesus christ i was just sitting there, still as just listening and my eyes started to water
@@donnagranny9807 may she rest in peace
Rahim Mitha..thank you for your kindness💞👋
There was then and here is now... like leaves falling in the wind, eternity has taken both of us beyond the cosmos, we no longer are the same.
Never express what makes you happy because the land is brimming with lingerers. And they'll soulsnatch from you even the dimmest of light. Because these wretches bask in the twilight of a man's misfortune.
Wow! Is this quote from somewhere?
PABLO NERUDA WRITE THIS POEM WHEN HE IS 18 YEARS OLD, AND THIS POEM IS CONSIDERED AS ONE OF THE FIVE POEMS MORE PERFECT EVER DONE...
Yes we all grieve for someone and for the many we lost. Beautiful video, beautiful poem and we can all relate because we all lost someone we loved ❤️
This hit me in a place I was not ready for
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars 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, and 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 shattered 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 searches for her as though to go to her.
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. Like my kisses before.
Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite 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 sould 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.
thank you!😄
Ya Latif. My heart is trying to come up for air. Thank you
Thank you!
You have written the wrong word "Shattered" it should be "Starry".
Thank you, highly appreciated.
A few months ago my teacher had us read this poem watch this for an assignment. Since then it has become one of my favorites. I keep coming back to this video. So beautiful and moving.
His poetry, his words, always play like my favorite love song.
It's a wonderful thing what poetry does to you. What a beautiful beautiful poem. Made me miss someone once very close to me. I have always loved this poem, but the music and the recitation are top notch. Thanks for this!
JUST found this gem of a poem this morning..So exquisitely beautiful!...thank you Pablo and Dawido.
Must hear blue bird from bukowsky, thanks for sharing this beautiful poem.
"...to hear the immense night still more immense without her...". Somehow, this encapsulates something more to me than the other parts of this poem.
Your voice is amazing can hear the pain in your voice
In English or Spanish Neruda always gets me. This poem is one of the greatest testament of love and longing.😌
I've always thought French for form, english for images, but Spanish for passion. The very, very little I know of Chinese poetry makes me say it's strength is in mélancolique nostalgie.
How lovely to give voice to your pain. I know this pain.
greetings from a Neruda's compatriot right here, this is simply and purely beautiful.
F o x t a y a m e thank you!
Yes indeed
❤️ from Kolkata, India
This is so beautiful.
This is the one of the best, yet saddest videos I have ever seen.
That's how you capture sadness under the night sky ❤️. Beautiful. One of my favorite poems 🎶🍁
It's a surreal thing that I will forever keep in my brain how my words sound in a different person. I WILL SAY THIS AND ONLY THIS, IM A LITTLE DIFFERENT BUT NOT CRAZY JUST ALITTLE DIFFERENT GOD BLESS.
Perfect voice, perfect reading of Pablo Neruda.
Beautiful video
Deep. Sad. Beautiful.
Hauntingly beautiful..made me cry💔but could not stop listening❤
Achingly beautiful and so beautifully read by Charles.
Your voice gave me peace and I found ease inside my pain .. my lost love
This is only the beginning. A lot of Neruda books to read. I have like 5 Neruda books in Spanish. I find it in old used bookstores in Mexico. But is fantastic translate his poetry for the English speakers.
TH-cam's algorithm is nailing it,how could i find this on my feed now at the perfect time?
same here
Beautiful. It has a lot of emotion compact in one line, the saddest line. Where in this heart, the place it get started, where in my mind that keep my strength, to console this grieving... Coz it takes too long to heal, to heal... So tonight i can write the saddest line, so the feel cant bound to me no more, not anymore.
Wow. Can we all appreciate this amazingly touching video. Awesome.
Omg this is so powerful that I stopped whatever I was doing to both watch and listen to it carefully. Well done!
Carissa my heart will always look for you! 💔
It was already an emotional poem and now it has become something that will always bring tears to my eyes.
Wow such a beautiful video matching the poem. And so beautifully spoken as well! Thank youy
Thank you for sharing, this came up as a suggestion from in my TH-cam feed and has been a hard day. My father's Father's Day and he's no longer here as well as my boyfriend who died in a fire and his name was pablo thank you
She still holds my heart even though I am not with her
The great Pablo Neruda. His words are forever alive.
“Puedo escribir los versos
más triste esta noche “
Saddest.... But a beautiful
poetry lines !
One of the best love poems ❤ by Mr. Neruda
I’m from Chile and listening to this makes me feel very happy, idk why
The voice,the video and the background score is just too perfect!!
Love is a feeling that lives in our hearts. Until our time is done.N beyond. That is true love.
Is that you reading this?
This voice is so beautiful and full of emotion.
The reading and the pictures make this poem so personal and affecting. Well done.
Profound words, aching with the gravity of longing even for those that had never loved even if they did exist.
Beautiful. Heart wrenching.
beautiful
How sad someone can be to write such a thing:(
One of the beautiful poems by neruda😍
I just could say God bless you friend.
Without saying, the poem is beautiful. The words, which impact me are the ones about pain and the last time she will make me suffer. For I know, there can be no love without suffering.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture
One of favorite poems by Neruda!
My favorite poem, ever.
Beautiful music selection... Una matina from Ludovico Einaudi 😍😍😍
We had this in our syllabus...never thought would return to hearing this nd it that it would move me...
Greeting from Brazil. Beautiful video. I like his poetry. I subscribe in your channel.
I've hasmd this video saved for years and listened to it often. This sounds like a different narrator. 😳
That had to be one of the saddest things I´ve ever heard. So so so SAD! :(
Outstanding reading. Thank you!
moving and marvelous!
my mind has forgotten
but my heart always remembers
Amazing video, must have been an immense journey. Trust love
His work is a pure art❤
Beautiful video
The music behind is very emotional and great
Thank you, I needed this.
I have really enjoyed all ur videos! I hope you can keep making new ones because they are all so powerful!
J Gib thank you so much! Yes I am working on more as we speak, since school has started again I find it hard to find the time to make them as often but I haven't quit don't worry!
I listen to this everyday, I hope you post again.
Soul touching !!!
"After a thousand poets die one neruda is born".
This poem is beautiful and I like how they used On the nature of daylight entropy as the background music.
Thank you so much for this upload
this is so sad my heart feels like bursting
Very beautiful, so sad
What an amazing video, thank you so much for making it :)
This poem is so sublime that both in spanish and in english it gives me chills
This poem always reminds me of my grandmother. ❤️
Hidden gem 💎 🙏
"Es tan corto el amor , y es tan largo el olvido."😔
Beautiful
BEAUTIFUL POEM