ITT: God-tier Poetry

I'll start

Ce ne seront jamais ces beautés de vignettes,
Produits avariés, nés d'un siècle vaurien,
Ces pieds à brodequins, ces doigts à castagnettes,
Qui sauront satisfaire un coeur comme le mien.
Je laisse à Gavarni, poète des chloroses,
Son troupeau gazouillant de beautés d'hôpital,
Car je ne puis trouver parmi ces pâles roses
Une fleur qui ressemble à mon rouge idéal.
Ce qu'il faut à ce coeur profond comme un abîme,
C'est vous, Lady Macbeth, âme puissante au crime,
Rêve d'Eschyle éclos au climat des autans;
Ou bien toi, grande Nuit, fille de Michel-Ange,
Qui tors paisiblement dans une pose étrange
Tes appas façonnés aux bouches des Titans!

we don't read italian you fucking retard

Que sei eu do que serei, eu que não sei o que sou?
Ser o que penso? Mas penso tanta coisa!
E há tantos que pensam ser a mesma coisa que não pode haver tantos!
Gênio? Neste momento
Cem mil cérebros se concebem em sonho gênios como eu,
E a história não marcará, quem sabe?, nem um,
Nem haverá senão estrume de tantas conquistas futuras.
Não, não creio em mim.
Em todos os manicômios há doidos malucos com tantas certezas!
Eu, que não tenho nenhuma certeza, sou mais certo ou menos certo?
Não, nem em mim...
Em quantas mansardas e não-mansardas do mundo
Não estão nesta hora gênios-para-si-mesmos sonhando?
Quantas aspirações altas e nobres e lúcidas -
Sim, verdadeiramente altas e nobres e lúcidas -,
E quem sabe se realizáveis,
Nunca verão a luz do sol real nem acharão ouvidos de gente?
O mundo é para quem nasce para o conquistar
E não para quem sonha que pode conquistá-lo, ainda que tenha razão.
Tenho sonhado mais que o que Napoleão fez.
Tenho apertado ao peito hipotético mais humanidades do que Cristo,
Tenho feito filosofias em segredo que nenhum Kant escreveu.
Mas sou, e talvez serei sempre, o da mansarda,
Ainda que não more nela;
Serei sempre o que não nasceu para isso;
Serei sempre só o que tinha qualidades;
Serei sempre o que esperou que lhe abrissem a porta ao pé de uma parede sem porta,
E cantou a cantiga do Infinito numa capoeira,
E ouviu a voz de Deus num poço tapado.
Crer em mim? Não, nem em nada.
Derrame-me a Natureza sobre a cabeça ardente
O seu sol, a sua chava, o vento que me acha o cabelo,
E o resto que venha se vier, ou tiver que vir, ou não venha.
Escravos cardíacos das estrelas,
Conquistamos todo o mundo antes de nos levantar da cama;
Mas acordamos e ele é opaco,
Levantamo-nos e ele é alheio,
Saímos de casa e ele é a terra inteira,
Mais o sistema solar e a Via Láctea e o Indefinido.

Jesu Christe you retarded faggot I haven't paid any attention to French since I was 12 and I can approximate this with a few trips to Wikitionary.
>Never will there be such as those beauties of images,
>Degenerate products, born of a worthless age,
>Those buskined feet, those castanetted fingers,
>Which know to satisfy a heart like mine.
>I leave Gavarni, poet of chloroses,
>His flock gurgles of the beauties of the hospital,
>For I cannot find among those roses pallid
>A flour which resembles my red ideal.
>What needs the heart deep like the abyss-
>It's you, Lady Macbeth, soul mighty in crime,
>Dream of Æschylus hatched in the southwinds´clime;
>Or indeed thou, great Night, daughter of Michel-Ange,
>Who, twist peacefully in a strange pose
>Thy well-worked charms on the Titans' mouths.

>honestly believes some user mistook this poem as Italian
>calls some user a retarded faggot

Missing something, user? Perhaps a fundamentally basic sense of irony? Oh, no, that's right: you took French 3 years ago and still remember some of it so you must be very smart what are you doing later wanna hang out I have a pet chinchilla if you know what I mean heheh

I didn't believe he mistook it for Italian.
I called him such for being unable to read French with a little effort.

Wtf is this shit

this is an English-language board

Stop trying to sound cultured you fucking pseuds

>Russian poetry is absolutely beautiful
>the translations are invariably shit
>nobody can into Russian here
>sadfrog.jpg
>mfw

Serves you right you quadless communists.

>ultra-capitalist kleptocratic oligarchy
>still called communist
When will amerijews update their stereotypes?

Good lord, should have kept it in French. This poem is atrocious.

Yeah no but that still makes you a twat. I grew up in Texas, took one French class my entire life, and can only decipher about 15% of the poem, with confidence. Does that make me a retarded faggot? I hardly think so, but only because I'm very sure about my own intelligence, and understand that facility with languages often cognitively reflects early exposure in childhood, or a certain natural propensity that does not necessarily correlate with other forms of intelligence, with maths for example. And one reason why I assert this: the smartest person I've ever had the pleasure of knowing, a friend from boarding school bolstering an impressive IQ of 165 (don't try to pretend that doesn't mean anything) legitimately only knew English—and damn sure was he good at it. Point is, stop trying to intellectually flex on your fellow internet denizens, it makes you look weak to those with half an eye.

Is it easier to learn Spanish or French?
Which has the better literature?

>I'm very sure about my own intelligence
>mad someone is better than him in French

>I'm very sure about my own intelligence
>uses incidental anecdotal evidence as proof

>I'm very sure about my own intelligence
>took time to write this insecurity-fueled drivel

Stop browsing 4chin and go learn some languages, faggot.

I'd say Spanish is easier in almost every way, but not terribly so. Literature is probably on par in quality/quantity - just look up what interests you more.

>goes on Veeky Forums
>asks if he is a retarded faggot

yes, my child, yes.

De onde é esse poema user? Você mesmo que escreveu? Não conheço nada de poesia.

the only thing insecure about my post is its security clearance go read a tech manual you plebeian auto-pescatarian

stop projecting like an funhouse trapped Toshiba and start absorbing like vantablack lest you lose more integrity and honor person-imposter

Ah, dei uma pesquisada e vi que é do Fernando Pessoa. Já imaginava. Preciso comprar algum livro dele. Sugestões?

>the only thing insecure about my post is its security clearance go read a tech manual you plebeian auto-pescatarian
Are you simulating insanity or legitimately having a stroke?

ad hominem qua inquiry is a classic response to scrupulous skullduggery, how predictable you are user

>ultra-capitalist kleptocratic oligarchy
>still called communist
When will amerijews update their stereotypes?

communism is bad
our enemy is bad
therefore our enemy is communist

Time to touch up on your logic there bub

>I grew up in Texas
Stopped reading there

that makes you a prejudiced moronichthyosaurus

autism, nice pasta though

>over 50000 confirmed intelligence points

>thinks its pasta
>doesnt realize he's past
>looks around and only sees fettuccini
>fettuccini everywhere

Your definition of autism seems highly redolent of autism.

I hope you didnt let my attempt at humor affect you. I have nothing against texas, great big place full of interests and good peeps. Thought it would be a funny thing to say tho

>no Arabic poems

Non usitata nec tenui ferar
penna biformis per liquidum aethera
uates neque in terris morabor
longius inuidiaque maior
urbis relinquam. Non ego pauperum
sanguis parentum, non ego quem uocas,
dilecte Maecenas, obibo
nec Stygia cohibebor unda.
Iam iam residunt cruribus asperae
pelles et album mutor in alitem 10
superne nascunturque leues
per digitos umerosque plumae.
Iam Daedaleo ocior Icaro
uisam gementis litora Bosphori
Syrtisque Gaetulas canorus
ales Hyperboreosque campos.
Me Colchus et qui dissimulat metum
Marsae cohortis Dacus et ultimi
noscent Geloni, me peritus
discet Hiber Rhodanique potor.
Absint inani funere neniae
luctusque turpes et querimoniae;
conpesce clamorem ac sepulcri
mitte superuacuos honores.

Every fucking teenager knows Baudelaire you uncultured idiots, this is one of the worst threads I've ever seen.

>posting Nanami and one of my favorite poems all time

M A R R Y M E
A
R
R
Y

M
E

Sup user I'm from Russia
Taк чтo cocи пиcюн aхaхaх

tak eto sosi pisjon ahahah?

No. "tak chto", maaan

we don't speak french this is america

I want to HUG Nanami-chan!

v nice number

these kind of numbers makes your post materialize in some kind of form.

Such pity, when facts you can't control define and trace the vectors of causality concieve a feel of recognizing perfect partners forever, but not be recognized in return.


Its not me opening your eyes, me myself i am a proof of what i have just told you.
I am part of this causality, this number called me and gave me the need to be part of your life forever.
ALSO THE GAME

HAVE heard the pigeons of the Seven Woods
Make their faint thunder, and the garden bees
Hum in the lime-tree flowers; and put away
The unavailing outcries and the old bitterness
That empty the heart. I have forgot awhile
Tara uprooted, and new commonness
Upon the throne and crying about the streets
And hanging its paper flowers from post to post,
Because it is alone of all things happy.
I am contented, for I know that Quiet
Wanders laughing and eating her wild heart
Among pigeons and bees, while that Great Archer,
Who but awaits His hour to shoot, still hangs
A cloudy quiver over Pairc-na-lee.

But they do speak French in the South?

That's Patois and is unrecognized by the continental commonwealth as a written language

in America we speak what we're speaking now

i was saying it would make good paste, not that it IS pasta

my people... :)

you said nice pasta, that's what you said, nice pasta, how you would interpret that if someone said that to you, hey friend nice pasta, what would you think huh? nice pasta, because thats what you said, nice pasta. I'm not a mind reader, I see 'nice pasta' and think 'hey this guy thinks its pasta because he called it pasta' you dont call a murderer a murderer until they murder just like pasta, so don't go around calling non-pasta pasta because it makes me think you've never eaten nice pasta, like fettuccine, my favorite pasta, I love that pasta, so good

>mfw no Nanami ganghug with my user brethren

Un frigidaire
Un joli scoutaire
Un atomivère
Et du Dunlopillo
Une cuisinière
Avec un four en verre
Des tas de couverts
Et des pelles à gâteaux

Une tourniquette
Pour faire la vinaigrette
Un bel aérateur
Pour manger les odeurs

Des draps qui chauffent
Un pistolet à gauffres
Un avion pour deux
Et nous serons heureux

Autrefois s'il arrivait
Que l'on se querelle
Votre mari s'en allait
Laissant la vaisselle
Maintenant que voulez-vous
La vie est si chère
Il dit, rentre chez ta mère
Et il se garde tout
Ah, Gudule

Excuse-toi
Ou je reprends tout ça
Mon frigidaire
Mon armoire à cuillères
Mon évier en ferre
Et mon poêle à mazout
Mon cire-godasses
Mon repasse-limaces
Mon tabouret à glace
Et mon chasse-filous

La tourniquette
A faire la vinaigrette
Le ratatine-ordures
Et le coupe-friture

Et si la belle
Se montre encore cruelle
Il la franque dehors
Et il confie son sort
Au frigidaire
À l'efface-poussière
À la cuisinière
Au lit qu'est toujours fait
Au chauffe-savates
Au canon à patates
À l'éventre-tomates
À l'écorche-poulet

Mais très très vite
Il reçoit la visite
D'une douce petite
Qui lui offre son cœur
Alors il flanche
Et c'est votre revanche
Car elle cassera
Jusqu'à son dernier plat
Car elle cassera
Jusqu'à son dernier plat
Car elle cassera
Jusqu'à son dernier plat

what anime is this from?

Nanami The Nananimation

w-what

I'm serious, googling the image has no results and googling her name brings up some other character

Shoujo Kakumei Utena
Now make ten Ò Lord Apollos and sin no more.

watch it, it's fucking amazing, the most Veeky Forums anime ever conceived.

>tfw you will never love her enough to fix her bipolar mood swings and obsessive behaviour
feels bad mane

>fix her bipolar mood swings and obsessive behaviour
No thank you.

>she will never kill you when she slays you with her nigh lamp in a fit of jealous rage

protip: you fix it with your penis

...what?
Are we even talking about Nanami here?

secret exclusive tip & trick from the OFFICIAL GUIDE: exacerbate it with your penis

What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

feelsbadman

this 2 be honest

>ywn be her big bro