Treasure Island

Charles Baudelaire

(9 April 1821 – 31 August 1867 / Paris)

Bertha’s Eyes


You can scorn more illustrious eyes,
sweet eyes of my child, through which there takes flight
something as good or as tender as night.
Turn to mine your charmed shadows, sweet eyes!
Great eyes of a child, adorable secrets,
you resemble those grottoes of magic
where, behind the dark and lethargic,
shine vague treasures the world forgets.
My child has veiled eyes, profound and vast,
and shining like you, Night, immense, above!
Their fires are of Trust, mixed with thoughts of Love,
that glitter in depths, voluptuous or chaste.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

What do you think this poem is about?



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (Bertha’s Eyes by Charles Baudelaire )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. Pretend, dipa bhattacharyya
  2. This unknown world هذا العالم المجهول, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  3. IF, dipa bhattacharyya
  4. This unknown world, MOHAMMAD SKATI
  5. Grace, Scott J. Shepard
  6. My chidhood poem collection -2, soulful heart
  7. Pleasant Weather, Royal Flower
  8. Friend-Zoned, Foster Teegarden
  9. My chidhood poem collection -1, soulful heart
  10. Switch Your Words, inas essa

Poem of the Day

poet Rupert Brooke

If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
...... Read complete »

   

Trending Poems

  1. 04 Tongues Made Of Glass, Shaun Shane
  2. Still I Rise, Maya Angelou
  3. Phenomenal Woman, Maya Angelou
  4. Invictus, William Ernest Henley
  5. Daffodils, William Wordsworth
  6. 1914 V: The Soldier, Rupert Brooke
  7. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep, Mary Elizabeth Frye
  8. If, Rudyard Kipling
  9. If You Forget Me, Pablo Neruda
  10. Nothing Gold Can Stay, Robert Frost

Trending Poets

[Hata Bildir]