Pablo Neruda

Por que en las epocas oscuras se escribe con tinta invisible? Why in the darkest ages do they write with invisible ink? ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#age

Our love was born outside the walls, in the wind, in the night, in the earth, and that's why the clay and the flower, the mud and the roots know your name. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#love #nature #pablo-neruda #poetry #love

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because then the little drops of anguish will all run together, the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift into me, choking my lost heart. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#home

De noche, amada, amarra tu corazón al mío y que ellos en el sueño derroten las tinieblas ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#passion #love

Que sigue pagando el otono con tanto dinero amarillo? What does autumn go on paying for with so much yellow money? ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#money

But from each crime are born bullets that will one day seek out in you where the heart lies. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#born #bullets #crime #day #each

Peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#flour #goes #into #making #peace

I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#does #i #spring #trees #want

A child who does not play is not a child, but the man who doesn't play has lost forever the child who lived in him and who he will miss terribly. ↗

— Pablo Neruda

#does #forever #him #lived #lost