(March 31, 1914 – April 19, 1998 / Mexico City)

No More Clichés

Beautiful face
That like a daisy opens its petals to the sun
So do you
Open your face to me as I turn the page.

Enchanting smile
Any man would be under your spell,
Oh, beauty of a magazine.

How many poems have been written to you?
How many Dantes have written to you, Beatrice?
To your obsessive illusion
To you manufacture fantasy.

But today I won't make one more Cliché
And write this poem to you.
No, no more clichés.

This poem is dedicated to those women
Whose beauty is in their charm,
In their intelligence,
In their character,
Not on their fabricated looks.

This poem is to you women,
That like a Shahrazade wake up
Everyday with a new story to tell,
A story that sings for change
That hopes for battles:
Battles for the love of the united flesh
Battles for passions aroused by a new day
Battle for the neglected rights
Or just battles to survive one more night.

Yes, to you women in a world of pain
To you, bright star in this ever-spending universe
To you, fighter of a thousand-and-one fights
To you, friend of my heart.

From now on, my head won't look down to a magazine
Rather, it will contemplate the night
And its bright stars,
And so, no more clichés.

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Rudyard Kipling

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Comments (48)

No more clichés, but a poem of love is always one. Nothing totally new when it comes to love. Paz is better read in Spanish. In English he loses too much as every great Hispanic poet.
This poem is dedicated to those women Whose beauty is in their charm, In their intelligence, In their character, Not on their fabricated looks. great wrote great 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
good work
Excellent I vote 10! ! +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
A phenomenal poem for all women
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