He or she (Ode to Life) - Martha Medeiros
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Slowly dies
who becomes the slave of habit,
repeating every day the same itineraries,
who does not change gear
who does not risk and change the color of clothes,
who does not speak to those who do not know.
He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white
and the dots on "i"
rather than a set of emotions,
the kind that make your eyes sparkle,
that turn a yawn into a smile,
those that make the heart beat
face of mistakes and feelings.
Slowly dies
who does not overthrow the table,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty to follow a dream,
Who does not allow at least once in your life, run away from sensible advice.
He or she who does not travel,
who does not read,
does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself.
Dies slowly he who destroys his self-esteem,
who does not accept help
who passes his days complaining
of his bad luck or the incessant rain.
Slowly dies
who abandons a project before starting,
Who does not ask questions on subjects he does not know,
those who do not respond when asked about something he knows.
Let's avoid death in small doses,
remembering that to be alive
requires an effort far greater than the simple act of breathing.
Only a burning patience
lead to the attainment
of a splendid happiness.
Martha Medeiros
bigallina
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 07:03
This is not poetry of Pablo Neruda but Martha Medeiros.
annamaria
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 10:23
It encompasses all the emotions of a being, the perfection in all of us.
silvia
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 14:36
This ODE is not of Pablo Neruda but M.Medeiros!
Louis
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 14:46
Doing a quick search on the internet you can easily notice this noo sure of the paternity, while sembre beautiful, poetic ...
Samuel
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 15:44
Nice ... the only thing is that there is Neruda ..
claudia
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 16:11
one question ... xk write this poem? waiting for reply, eh! ° = P
Richard
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 16:52
Thanks for the correction,
Richard.
Julia
am on December 5th, 2008 @ 19:03
Wonderful poem ... Why is inserted now?
piergisberto
am on December 7th, 2008 @ 11:38
The poem recounts all my life I've spent so far.
francesca
am on December 7th, 2008 @ 14:34
is very good and experienced in this Christmas season.
claudia
am on December 23 2008 @ 12:57
oh no! pablo neruda poetry is, I can assure you ... I searched among the books I had been left xk qst doubt ... but the poem is precisely by pablo neruda
luciano
am on December 23 2008 @ 18:52
Sorry is similar to that of Neruda or is the same but is by Martha Medeiros: I have found on the internet attributed to Neruda I have to check the versions.
It remains beautiful especially if you could implement everything that is written.
claudia
am on December 26 2008 @ 21:54
I can assure you of neruda k! Internet is very unreliable, I found it written on paper books ... No lie!