Sunday, February 7, 2010

It's Forbidden


"It is forbidden to cry without learning,
to wake up one day not knowing what to do,
to be afraid of your memories.

It is forbidden not to smile at problems,
not to fight for what you want,
to abandon everything because of fear,
not to transform your dreams into reality.

It is forbidden not to show your love,
to make someone pay for your debts and your bad mood.

It is forbidden to leave your friends,
not to try to understand what you lived & shared together,
to call them only when you need them.

It is forbidden not to be yourself in public,
to feign with people you don't care about,
to fake being funny just to make them remember you,
to forget all the people who love you.

It is forbidden not to make things by yourself,
not to believe in God and forge your fate,
to be afraid of life and its engagements,
not to live each day like it was your last.

It is forbidden to miss someone without
cheering, to forget his eyes, his smile,
just because your paths stopped being embraced,
to forget his past and pay it with his present.

It is forbidden not to try to understand people,
to think that their lives are more valuable than yours,
not to know that each person has his own ways and his own happiness.

It is forbidden not to create your history,
not to have a moment for the people who need you,
not to understand that whatever life gives you, it takes it away as well.

It is forbidden not to search for your happiness,
not to live your life with a positive attitude,
not to think that we can be better,
not to feel that, without you, this world wouldn't be the same."

- Pablo Neruda -

5 comments:

Nitin said...

soo true.. it is pathetic what happened in amstradam. don't you think its simply fucking pathetic. i wonder why do we have to really care soo much about the religious sentiments of a group of people who follow some outdated, antiquated, suppressive, repressive, obsessive, 7th century dogma. which has no place for any sensibilities what so ever, and kill young girls and bury em(turkey). these same people can go and preach hate slogans and sit and indoctrinate people with horrendous ideas. and then when they are cornered they pick up the talk of ethnic and religious sentiments, and act all vulnerable and kind. sometimes i think they should bann religious activism all together.

scribbler said...

Great poetry by Pablo Neruda!

I like all of his poems but my favorite is "Tonight I Can Write".

lina@women's perspectives said...

A great poem.
Women who wear clothes like these seem to loose their identities. They all have the same appearance...

Kata said...

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Smiley Karen said...

what a touching poem----words from the soul...thanks for this nice post...