CENTOS POETRY

If you forget me tonight, I’ll rise

To think that I do not have her.

To feel that I have lost her

And you may be another’s

I can write the saddest lines

If you leave me tonight ,

You know how this is:

The night wind revolves in the sky and sings

The crystal moon, at the red branch

The slow autumn at my window

Everything carries me to you

In me nothing is extinguished or forgotten

If suddenly you forget me

I can write the saddest lines

You may write me down in history

Love is short, forgetting is so long

My soul is not satisfied that it has lost you

Your infinite eyes, will be another’s

If you think it long and mad

And decided to leave me at the shore

If little by little you stop loving me

I can write the saddest lines

Well, now, I shall stop loving you little by little

Remember, I shall lift my arms

Remember, that on that day at that hour you feel that you are destined for me, seek for another land.

Though this be the last pain that you make me suffer

and these the last verses that I write for you

Just like the moons and suns, with certainty of tides, I’ll rise

If you forget me tonight

I can write the saddest lines

Up from the past that’s rooted in pain

still like air I rise

Tonight I can write the saddest lines
If you forget me
(Pablo neruda)
Still I rise
(Maya Angelou)

CENTOS POETRY by Alexandra Monserrat is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
Based on a work at https://alexmonse02.blogspot.com/p/centos-poetry.html.