My cousin, introduced me this name Pablo Neruda some two - three months back. She, just like me, is an admirer of good work (Espeically if it is romantic). As being progressing with a career in Literature, she came to know of Pablo first.
Though I was not able to honestly put in some time to read his work, I have to say, the name kept ringing in my mind again and again.
So today, when I had a little time in office to me, I read few poems of him. Mostly it is the "Songs of despair" which is a well-known work of Pablo.
But, I liked this poem a lot. A short sweet poem, full of emotions. Here it is:-
I do not love you except because I love you
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.