Pablo Neruda
"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."
"I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees."
"You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming."
The Proof Of Worth by Edgar Guest
Though victory is proof of the skill you possess,
Defeat is the proof of your grit;
A weakling can smile in his days of success,
But at trouble's first sign he will quit.
So the test of the heart and the test of your pluck
Isn't skies that are sunny and fair,
But how do you stand to the blow that is struck
And how do you battle despair?
A fool can seem wise when the pathway is clear
And it's easy to see the way out,
But the test of man's judgment is something to fear,
And what does he do when in doubt?
@David57 wow ❤ most poems are to feel for me to understand, but theese ones are just beautiful ❤ this one really spoke to me. The test of worth, those who have been struck by despair. The path is not always easy. But battling through is something I can relate to. Wow! This poem was a perfect timing read for me ❤
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If (1895) Rudyard Kipling (A true classic)
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: 'Hold on!'
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!
@David57 wow! And written so long ago 😮 but still those words resignate with today's life too ❤ basically stay true to who you are, stay strong and every fall pick yourself back up, and always stay humble and kind ❤
if I ever misread the meaning just tell me, cause that's how I'll learn😁
You really love poetry? Do you write any of your own? I've wrote a few for my son Joshua ❤
@David57 oh, Pablo!