Blvck - Hello Poetry

I saw pictures of my dad today They were on Facebook I must say He had no hair, his beard was gray Nothing like when we used to play I reminisce of that October day To be together, I no longer pray But In my head constantly play What would have happened if I had a said... "stay".

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Apr 15, 2019

Apr 15, 2019 at 12:24 PM UTC

Blvck

rememberingSomeday

I saw pictures of my dad today They were on Facebook I must say He had no hair, his beard was gray Nothing like when we used to play I reminisce of that October day To be together, I no longer pray But In my head constantly play What would have happened if I had a said... "stay".

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With you, I try my best 'Cause you mean more than the rest To keep you with me is my quest So I fight and put up my chest In my heart, you're my main guest And every time I see you it's a fest God, I swear I'm blessed.

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Jan 29, 2019

Jan 29, 2019 at 12:28 PM UTC

Blvck

yoursTruly

With you, I try my best 'Cause you mean more than the rest To keep you with me is my quest So I fight and put up my chest In my heart, you're my main guest And every time I see you it's a fest God, I swear I'm blessed.

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I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine

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Blvck

Jan 28, 2019

Jan 28, 2019 at 2:52 PM UTC

Pablo Neruda

If You Forget Me

I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine

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Is it possible I feel her from all the way from here? That I can feel her touch even though she's not near? If you say no, you're lying, 'cause I swear I feel her hand, and can hear... her voice saying I love you, like when I'm close to her, right here, in my ear.

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Jan 21, 2019

Jan 21, 2019 at 6:36 PM UTC

Blvck

noDistance

Is it possible I feel her from all the way from here? That I can feel her touch even though she's not near? If you say no, you're lying, 'cause I swear I feel her hand, and can hear... her voice saying I love you, like when I'm close to her, right here, in my ear.

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