Here’s a line from my favourite Neruda poem :
‘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.’
This is romance at its best…. Oozing sensuality…
Now a little about Malini, because the poetry in today’s post belongs to her.
I’m certain Malini is some parts alien. And I mean this in the best way possible. She gets more done in one day than MacGyver. And she does it all with a smile which can light up any room. If there’s any day that I’m feeling lazy and feel like procrastinating stuff I ask myself that one question which turns my day around – ‘What Would Malini Do?’
I asked her to send me something she had written and this is what I got….
A single ray of sunlight,
For a thousand memories of pain.
A single happy face,
For a million filled with disdain.
We meant to last forever,
But forever never came.
When miracles cease to happen,
The truth will soon become plain.
No candle lasts forever,
Only memories of the flame.
I love these ten lines….