Wednesday, 25 June 2014


The way my title looks,I can only think Natalie Cole!(So,I haven't written in months,but I wanted to!Only something this big was good enough to get me to put my terribly busy schedule on waiting!)So,the other day,I was talking to a friend about songs I like,even though the styles are totally not my cup of tea...Then L.O.V.E by Natalie Cole,hit the airwaves!It must have been Tina's Classic Cafe'!(I always listen in at every chance I get!)This song is beautiful,in a cute,old-fashioned way!But the way she says "I love you!"Not every girl can hack that...

 "L  is for the way you look at me
 O  is for the only one I see
V  is very very extraordinary
E  is even more than anyone that you adore can love..."I love how the said it in her day!

Poets and musicians,even painters and sculptors have for the longest time tried to define the feeling or state of being in love with someone!My mother once told me that being in love makes you want the best for the one you love,even if that means leaving their lives,if you stand in the way of their happiness!

Now,There's this great poet I like...Pablo Neruda!He wrote one of my all time favourite poems!The moment I first read it,I was sure I was going to blog about it!This piece just screamed in my face!....."I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,in secret,between the shadow and the soul."
The way these words glared at my face!I am at that point in my life!If he is a secret,I want to tell it!If I could drape the moon in words of how he makes me feel...I would need Jupiter's moon!I don't even know if that makes any sense,but to me,it does!

The point is,I have loved before,only to have my heart crippled and shoved back at me!But the strangest thing has happened!I have found another,who mended it with as little as hallo!I know this is the stuff of movies and fiction bookshelves,but I guess you could say imagination is something I can now live without!Like I hardly need to sleep,because I love reality better than my dreams!

I don't know what to do,but I have the best sensation in my chest,better than that feeling when I put a cotton bud in my right ear,just in time to experience "that feeling"(My friend Wamboe and I,have been trying to find a name for this cotton bud sensation) help us if you have the slightest clue!Oh,I said right ear because my left ear is deaf!I think that killed the nerves there too..

Before I lose it all here on my blog,let me diall that +245722 in case he thinks I don't care half as much as I let on!I never thought I could say this about anybody other than myself(and Lauryn Hill),but he has the most soothing voice my ear ever heard!Being partially deaf makes me choosy when it comes to people's voices;I am easily irritated by some voices,for no reason!No,he is no singer,but then again,he needs not go that far;he has me at hallo(sometimes even before that hallo)!!Strangely,as I type this,I am singing along to.."LOVING HIM IS RED!"Playing Taylor Swift is not one of my strongest qualities,though!

Enough of my ranting(the excitement:wooi!)Here is that lovely Sonnet that got me back into a blogging mood!Feels good to be back to my blog!Ps:Thank me later,yeah! *wink*

 Pablo Neruda ; Sonnet XVII: I do not love you as if you were brine-rose, topaz

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;

so I love you because I know no other waythan this:

where I does not exist, nor you...
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

 Pablo Neruda;One one of the most famous poets of all time, Pablo Neruda was born Neftali Ricardo Reyes Basoalto, but adopted legally in 1946 his pen name of Pablo Neruda. From the 1940s on, his works reflected the political struggle of the left and the socio-historical developments in South America. He is also very famous for his love poems.  Neruda's Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair (1924) have sold over a million copies since it first appeared.His poems total to about 120 pieces.





noun: sonnet; plural noun: sonnets
1.A poem of fourteen lines using any of a number of formal rhyme schemes, in English typically having ten syllables per line.



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