Charles Baudelaire

(9 April 1821 – 31 August 1867 / Paris)

Charles Baudelaire Poems

1. The Soul Of Wine 9/7/2015
2. Gloomy Madrigal 10/27/2015
4. The sky 4/27/2015
5. Destruction 3/29/2016
6. The Eyes Of Beauty 4/7/2016
7. The living flame 4/12/2016
8. Sonnet Of Autumn 12/2/2014
9. The Sadness Of The Moon 2/2/2015
10. Semper Eadem (Ever The Same) 3/31/2010
11. Réversibilité (Reversability) 3/31/2010
12. The Warner 3/31/2010
13. La Cloche Fêlée (The Cracked Bell) 3/31/2010
14. The Ransom 3/31/2010
15. Le Mauvais Moine (The Bad Monk) 3/31/2010
16. La Béatrice 3/31/2010
17. The Lid 3/31/2010
18. La Pipe (The Pipe) 3/31/2010
19. The Solitary’s Wine 3/31/2010
20. Tu Mettrais L'Univers Entier Dans Ta Ruelle (You Would Take The Whole World To Bed With You) 3/31/2010
21. Le Flambeau Vivant (The Living Torch) 3/31/2010
22. Sisina 3/31/2010
23. Sed Non Satiata (Unslakeable Lust) 3/31/2010
24. Le Léthé (Lethe) 3/31/2010
25. Le Cygne (The Swan) 3/31/2010
26. Que Diras-Tu Ce Soir, Pauvre Âme Solitaire (What Will You Say Tonight, Poor Solitary Soul) 3/31/2010
27. La Servante Au Grand Coeur Dont Vous Étiez Jalouse (The Great-Hearted Servant Of Whom You Were Jealous) 3/31/2010
28. On Tasso In Prison (Eugène Delacroix’s Painting) 3/31/2010
29. Je Te Donne Ces Vers Afin Que Si Mon Nom (I Give You These Verses So That If My Name) 3/31/2010
30. L'Irrémédiable (The Irremediable) 3/31/2010
31. Une Gravure Fantastique (A Fantastic Engraving) 3/31/2010
32. Le Flacon (The Perfume Flask) 3/31/2010
33. Spleen (Iii) 3/31/2010
34. Le Balcon (The Balcony) 3/31/2010
35. Letter To Sainte-Beuve 3/31/2010
36. La Serpent Qui Danse (The Dancing Serpent) 3/31/2010
37. Moesta Et Errabunda (Grieving And Wandering) 3/31/2010
38. The Inquisitive Man’s Dream 3/31/2010
39. Tristesses De La Lune (Sorrows Of The Moon) 3/31/2010
40. Spleen (Ii) 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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