(August 8, 1884 – January 29, 1933 / Missouri / United States)

CRUEL SENHORA

Sempre, cruel Senhora, receei,
medindo vossa grã desconfiança,
que desse em desamor vossa tardança,
e que me perdesse eu, pois vos amei.
Perca-se, enfim, já tudo o que esperei,
pois noutro amor já tendes esperança.
Tão patente será vossa mudança,
quanto eu encobri sempre o que vos dei.
Dei-vos a alma, a vida e o sentido;
de tudo o que em mim há vos fiz senhora.
Prometeis e negais o mesmo Amor.
Agora tal estou que, de perdido,
não sei por onde vou, mas algũ'hora
vos dará tal lembrança grande dor.

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The aftermath of passion and its embers, best break up poem ever.
You were the wind and I the sea - There is no splendor any more, I have grown listless as the pool Beside the shore. a very fine poem. tony
An outstanding poem throwing light on the aftermath in the lives of a lover and his beloved and vice a versa after lapse of a long period and dwindling affinity between them though they share life as life partners.Well deserved modern poem of the Day.
Broken love and lost splendor at times grows bitter than the sea. wonderful imagery
Excellent poetry. Enjoyed thoroughly. Very nicely done.
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