Charles Baudelaire

(9 April 1821 – 31 August 1867 / Paris)

Charles Baudelaire Poems

1. The sky 4/27/2015
2. The Soul Of Wine 9/7/2015
4. Destruction 3/29/2016
5. The living flame 4/12/2016
6. The Eyes Of Beauty 4/7/2016
7. Gloomy Madrigal 10/27/2015
8. Sonnet Of Autumn 12/2/2014
9. The Sadness Of The Moon 2/2/2015
10. The Solitary’s Wine 3/31/2010
11. Letter To Sainte-Beuve 3/31/2010
12. Le Léthé (Lethe) 3/31/2010
13. The Warner 3/31/2010
14. La Cloche Fêlée (The Cracked Bell) 3/31/2010
15. Le Guignon (Ill-Starred) 3/31/2010
16. The Ransom 3/31/2010
17. Le Mauvais Moine (The Bad Monk) 3/31/2010
18. La Béatrice 3/31/2010
19. The Lid 3/31/2010
20. Tristesses De La Lune (Sorrows Of The Moon) 3/31/2010
21. Tu Mettrais L'Univers Entier Dans Ta Ruelle (You Would Take The Whole World To Bed With You) 3/31/2010
22. Le Flambeau Vivant (The Living Torch) 3/31/2010
23. Sisina 3/31/2010
24. Remords Posthume (Posthumous Remorse) 3/31/2010
25. Semper Eadem (Ever The Same) 3/31/2010
26. Le Cygne (The Swan) 3/31/2010
27. Que Diras-Tu Ce Soir, Pauvre Âme Solitaire (What Will You Say Tonight, Poor Solitary Soul) 3/31/2010
28. La Servante Au Grand Coeur Dont Vous Étiez Jalouse (The Great-Hearted Servant Of Whom You Were Jealous) 3/31/2010
29. On Tasso In Prison (Eugène Delacroix’s Painting) 3/31/2010
30. Réversibilité (Reversability) 3/31/2010
31. L'Irrémédiable (The Irremediable) 3/31/2010
32. Les Phares (The Beacons) 3/31/2010
33. Une Gravure Fantastique (A Fantastic Engraving) 3/31/2010
34. Le Flacon (The Perfume Flask) 3/31/2010
35. Spleen (Iii) 3/31/2010
36. Le Balcon (The Balcony) 3/31/2010
37. The Moon, Offended 3/31/2010
38. La Muse Vénale (The Venal Muse) 3/31/2010
39. La Serpent Qui Danse (The Dancing Serpent) 3/31/2010
40. La Pipe (The Pipe) 3/31/2010
Best Poem of Charles Baudelaire

Be Drunk

You have to be always drunk. That's all there is to it--it's the
only way. So as not to feel the horrible burden of time that breaks
your back and bends you to the earth, you have to be continually
But on what?Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be
And if sometimes, on the steps of a palace or the green grass of
a ditch, in the mournful solitude of your room, you wake again,
drunkenness already diminishing or gone, ask the wind, the wave,
the star, the bird, the clock, everything that is flying, everything
that is groaning, everything ...

Read the full of Be Drunk

The Living Torch

Those lit eyes go before me, in full view,
(Some cunning angel magnetised their light) -
Heavenly twins, yet my own brothers too,
Shaking their diamond blaze into my sight.

My steps from every trap or sin to save,
In the strait road of Beauty they conduct me,
They are my servants, and I am their slave,
Obedient in whatever they instruct me.

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