Tonight I can write the saddest lines- A tribute to Pablo Neruda

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

Scribble on paper my most painful outrage,

strikeout mentions of joy from every page.

As the trees dance to night’s melancholic tune.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines,

of unfaithful husbands, lost love and a crying child.

The night draws a dark blanket over the city’s thrall,

some sleep with their sanity, some sleep with their memories.

No crickets serenade the darkness in the millenium city,

only the sound of cars and the city turning in its sleep.

while men lie with whores, and make promises of love,

a child keeps awake, looks for his mother at the door.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines,

and talk about the winter of regret and broken homes.

Soon the only lights will be the lamps on the street,

as the hope in my heart will pretend to be asleep.

In the tall red brick building, light in the north-east window stays on,

a poet stays awake, and endeavours to make sense of the world.

Tonight I can write the saddest lines.


A Note:

“Tonight I can write the saddest lines” is a fantastic poem by Pablo Neruda. While I can’t be conceited enough to write a tribute to Pablo Neruda, my love for him drives me to do crazy things. In any case, I borrow the titular line from his most sublime poem of beauty, romance and lost love. While this poem is quite different from the themes in Neruda’s, the quality of pain and regret herein is quite similar. While Neruda speaks of a separated paramour, I write about my breakup with a city. I can’t possibly ask you to enjoy the poem. So just give it a read, try not to compare my poem with Neruda’s and lend me your thoughts.

 

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