#POETRY READING: Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines By Pablo Neruda

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Hello Steemheads,

This is in response to Hive account@mermaidvampire's poetry reading contest. This isn't her first organised contest on the steem blockchain. First, she organised a one liner mantra writing contest of which I wholeheartedly participated. Second, she organised a Greeting Card Making Contest, Ididn't participate though due to my tight schedule. And now is the Poetry Reading Contest of which am heartily a participant of the contest and that goes to show how creative she is as a person. I'd like to refer Hive account@joanhay & Hive account@gaintshoulder to look into this contest though am doing this late, it might appear impossible for them, am so sorry about that, but let's see what happens.
Hive account@mermaidvampire is presenting two different poetries she likes so well:

1. On Children By Kahlil Gibran

2. Tonight I Can Write The Saddest Lines By Pablo Neruda

I'd chose to read through the lines of the second poetry because:

• I don't have a poetry of my own.

• the lines of the poetry are damn emotional.
  Please, take a few minutes to go through the lines;

  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.

You liked them, right? I guess so.
You care to know why Hive account@mermaidvampire is so selfless in her quest to impact the blockchain?
And she said:

I want to be of help to my fellow red fishes and minnows and this is the best way I know how I can directly do that.

That's it! Accolades to her.

You want to know a little more about the contest? Check Mermaidvampire's Poetry Reading Contest and the Update Post.

Many thanks,
Samal.

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