Charles Baudelaire

(9 April 1821 – 31 August 1867 / Paris)

Charles Baudelaire Poems

1. The sky 4/27/2015
2. Gloomy Madrigal 10/27/2015
3. TO A BROWN BEGGAR-MAID 1/14/2016
4. The Soul Of Wine 9/7/2015
5. Sonnet Of Autumn 12/2/2014
6. The Sadness Of The Moon 2/2/2015
7. Le Léthé (Lethe) 3/31/2010
8. The Solitary’s Wine 3/31/2010
9. Letter To Sainte-Beuve 3/31/2010
10. Semper Eadem (Ever The Same) 3/31/2010
11. Réversibilité (Reversability) 3/31/2010
12. The Ransom 3/31/2010
13. La Cloche Fêlée (The Cracked Bell) 3/31/2010
14. Le Guignon (Ill-Starred) 3/31/2010
15. Le Mauvais Moine (The Bad Monk) 3/31/2010
16. The Lid 3/31/2010
17. La Béatrice 3/31/2010
18. Le Flambeau Vivant (The Living Torch) 3/31/2010
19. Tristesses De La Lune (Sorrows Of The Moon) 3/31/2010
20. Sisina 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. Remords Posthume (Posthumous Remorse) 3/31/2010
23. Sed Non Satiata (Unslakeable Lust) 3/31/2010
24. La Servante Au Grand Coeur Dont Vous Étiez Jalouse (The Great-Hearted Servant Of Whom You Were Jealous) 3/31/2010
25. Que Diras-Tu Ce Soir, Pauvre Âme Solitaire (What Will You Say Tonight, Poor Solitary Soul) 3/31/2010
26. On Tasso In Prison (Eugène Delacroix’s Painting) 3/31/2010
27. Je Te Donne Ces Vers Afin Que Si Mon Nom (I Give You These Verses So That If My Name) 3/31/2010
28. L'Irrémédiable (The Irremediable) 3/31/2010
29. Les Phares (The Beacons) 3/31/2010
30. Une Gravure Fantastique (A Fantastic Engraving) 3/31/2010
31. The Warner 3/31/2010
32. Spleen (Iii) 3/31/2010
33. The Moon, Offended 3/31/2010
34. La Chevelure (Her Hair) 3/31/2010
35. La Serpent Qui Danse (The Dancing Serpent) 3/31/2010
36. N'Est Ce Pas Qu'Il Est Doux-In (Is It Not Pleasant) 3/31/2010
37. Spleen (Ii) 3/31/2010
38. Spleen (I) 3/31/2010
39. The Seven Old Men 3/31/2010
40. To She Who Is Too Light-Hearted 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
drunk.
But on what?Wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. But be
drunk.
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

Get Drunk

Always be drunk.
That's it!
The great imperative!
In order not to feel
Time's horrid fardel
bruise your shoulders,
grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?

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