Often the best poets have chosen the structure of poems of four stanzas to express their feelings and concerns of the soul . In the following compositions, which range from the classic sonnet to free structures and short poems, you will find inspiring messages about love and life.

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Structures such as the sonnet and other constructions of four stanzas allow condensing in a small space ideas and feelings of all kinds about love, friendship and life. These poems by famous writers will be very inspiring. 1. Sonnet XCVII (Gustavo Adolfo Becquer)
Travel to the legends of the master
to sound next to his rhymes.
Discard the words you don’t esteem
littering your world so sinister.
There are pretentious texts of the cleverness
of vulgar languages ​​by the tops.
With your immortal memory, you encourage me
to rescue your dreams from kidnapping.
Because the letters full of emptiness
empty this full of my soul
of dreams frozen by the cold
Of this world that erases from the palm
of my hand legends of this river
of your art that rhymed with my calm.
With his favorite format, the sonnet, the great master of the Golden Age of Spanish poetry, Gustavo Adolfo Becquer, builds an authentic tribute to poetry as a vehicle for the expression of feelings and love. 2. Angela adonica (Pablo Neruda)
Today I lay down next to a pure young woman
as on the shore of a white ocean,
as in the center of a burning star
in slow space.
From his long green eyes
the light fell like dry water,
in transparent and deep circles
of fresh strength.
Her breast like a fire of two flames burned
in two regions raised,
and in a double river reached her feet,
large and clear.
A golden climate barely ripened
the diurnal lengths of his body
, filling it with spreading fruit
and hidden fire.
The master of love poetry, Pablo Neruda, pours into his verses all the passion and ardor with which he used to wrap words. In this poem he admires the beauty of a young woman comparing her to the elements of nature. 3. Four in the morning (Wislawa Szymborska)
Time from night to day.
Time from one side to the other.
Time for thirtysomethings.
Groomed hour for the crowing of the rooster.
Time when the earth denies our names.
Time when the wind blows from the extinct stars.
Time and-if-after-us-there-was-nothing-left.
Empty hour.
Deaf, sterile.
Background of all hours.
Nobody feels good at four in the morning.
If the ants feel good at four in the morning,
they should be congratulated. And let five o’clock come,
if we have to go on living.
The winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1996 visits in this poem of four stanzas that moment between dawn and daythrough which the nostalgia of the writer filters, a feeling reinforced with epithets: empty, sterile, deaf. 4. To die dreaming (Miguel de Unamuno)
To die dreaming, yes, but if you
dream of dying, death is a dream; a window
into the void; do not ring; nirvana;
from time to the end eternity takes over.
Living today under the banner
of yesterday undoing itself in tomorrow;
to live chained to reluctance
, is it perhaps to live
, and what does this teach
? To dream of death is not to kill the dream
? To live the dream is not to kill life
Why put so much effort
into it? forget
scrutinizing the implacable dinner
-desert sky- of the eternal Owner
The sonnet was also the favorite construction for Miguel de Unamuno, a poet of the generation of ’98, who in this case reveals in the depth of his words his dimension as an intellectual and philosopher: a reflection on the life and death . 5. The bison (Jorge Luis Borges)
Mountainous, overwhelmed, indecipherable,
red like the ember that goes out, it
walks strong and slow through the vague
solitude of its tireless wilderness.
The armed head rises. In this
ancient bull of sleeping rage,
I see the red men of the West
and the lost men of Altamira.
Then I think that he ignores human time,
whose spectral mirror is memory.
Time does not touch it nor the history
of its course, so variable and vain.
Timeless, innumerable, zero,
it is the last bison and the first.
In this apparently simple and innocent four-stanza poem, Jorge Luis Borges demonstrates why he is one of the greatest writers of all time, a unique thinker who works magic with words with the bison as a metaphor of time . 6. The baccarra of the night (Leopoldo Maria Panero)
Who deceives me at night, and howls
asking me to go out, to go out into the street and walk,
and run, and cross the streets like a rabid dog,
the deserted streets where it is always at night,
madly searching for the baccarra in the night
Who wakes up, what mortal female or bird to tell me
that I still live, that I still desire, that I
still have to imprint one last direction on my eyes
to search for the baccarra of the night
? , and what an unforgiving hand
tortures my wrist, leading me
as if to a safe place, to the baccarra at night
. What mother’s hand, what prayer whisper
moon after moon the lips of the moon
screaming in the middle of the street alone
discovering me in the sidewalk, denouncing to everyone
my secret testament, my terror and my
relentless fear of finding myself, I don’t know if today maybe,
maybe tomorrow, playing
forever baccarra at night
Baccarra is a very common card game in casinos. In this poetry, the poet of madness, Leopoldo Maria Panero, speaks of the voices that lead him to a bad life and glorifies temptation as what makes him feel alive . Poems of 4 stanzas of love
Gabriela Mistral, Jose Hierro, Miguel Hernandez, Mario Benedetti, Angel Gonzalez and Rosalia de Castro managed to capture, each with their own style, in the following verses of 4 stanzas, the essence of love. Don’t miss them. 7. I sing what you loved (Gabriela Mistral)
I sing what you loved, my life,
in case you come closer and listen, my life,
in case you remember the world you lived in
at sunset I sing, my shadow.
I don’t want to be silent, my life.
How would you find me without my faithful cry
? What sign, which declares to me, my life?
I’m the same one that was yours, my life.
Neither slow nor transcorded nor lost.
Come at nightfall, my life;
come remembering a song, my life,
if you recognize the song from learning,
and if you still remember my name.
I wait for you without deadline or time.
Do not fear night, fog or downpour.
Go with trail or without trail.
Call me where you are, my soul,
and go straight to me, companion. This call to love is a cry of passion and hope. In four stanzas, the Chilean poet exudes outburst, illusion, tenderness and pure love, the nostalgia of lost love and, however, blind trust and faith as the last lifesaver. 8. Forever (Mario Benedetti)
If the emerald tarnishes,
If the gold loses its color,
Our love would end.
If the sun did not heat,
if the moon did not exist,
then, it would not
make sense to live on this earth ,
nor would it make sense to
live without my life,
the woman of my dreams,
the one who gives me joy…
If the world did not turn ,
Or time did not exist,
then, you would never die
either our love…
but time is not necessary,
our love is eternal ,
we do not need the sun
, the moon or the stars
to continue loving us…
If life were different
and death came
then, I would love you
today, tomorrow…
Benedetti always manages to reach our hearts with that simple and direct style . In this poem of four stanzas he manages to reflect the power of love beyond being and time, as an eternal and powerful feeling. 9. Paseo (Jose Hierro)
Without tenderness,
we understand each other without tenderness.
Without talking to each other, that words
unravel the secret.
So many things we have said
to each other when it was not possible to see each other!
So many vulgar things, so many
prosaic things, so many echoes
faded in the years,
in the dark entrails of time!
They are those distant fables
in which we do not believe now.
It is October. nightfall
A lonely bench . From him I see you
eternally young, while
we are dying.
The Magdalene. Suns. dreams.
Nineteen thirty-nine,
start living again!
And then all of life.
And the years we won’t see.
And these people who go to their homes,
to their jobs, to their dreams.
And our very dear friends,
who did not enter the winter.
And everything drowning us, erasing us.
And everything hurting us, breaking us.
That’s how I’ve seen you: without tenderness,
that without them we understand each other.
Thinking of you as you are not,
as only I see you.
Prosaic intermediate to
sound a winter afternoon. Jose Hierro overflows this poem of 4 stanzas of tenderness and delicacy , a romantic poetry that as in all the compositions of this poet mixes love with a point of nostalgia, sadness and pain. 10. My eyes, without your eyes, are not eyes (Miguel Hernandez)
My eyes, without your eyes, are not eyes,
which are two lonely anthills,
and my hands are several without yours,
intractable hawthorn by bunches…
I can’t find my lips without your reds,
That fill me with sweet bell towers,
without you my thoughts are ordeals
Raising tuberoses and withering fennels.
I don’t know what happens to my ear without your accent,
nor to which polo do I err without your star,
and my voice without your treatment becomes effeminate.
I chase the scents of your wind
and the forgotten image of your footprint,
which begins with you, love, and ends with me.
The poet of the people displays all his ability for rhyme, harmony and musicalityin this poem of 4 stanzas of love. As is common in the poetry of Miguel Hernandez, the poem is a song to the body and the senses. 11. The bells (Rosalia de Castro)
I love them, I hear them, as I
hear the murmur of the wind,
the murmur of the fountain
or the bleating of the lamb.
Like the birds, they,
as soon as
the first ray of dawn appears in the skies,
greet you with their echoes.
And in his notes, which extend
over the plains and hills,
there is something candid,
peaceful and flattering.
If they were forever silent,
what sadness in the air and the sky!
How silent in the church!
What strangeness among the dead!
This composition of 4 stanzas clearly shows the features of the poetry of romanticism, and is also one of the most optimistic of Rosalia de Castro , always wrapped in desolation. In this metaphorical poem she talks about the sadness when beautiful things are lost. 12. Seaweed would like to be, tangled seaweed (Angel Gonzalez)
Seaweed would like to be, tangled seaweed,
in the softest part of your calf.
Breeze blow against your cheek.
Light sand under your tread.
Water would like to be, salt water
when you run naked towards the shore.
Sun trimming in shadow your simple
virgin silhouette of freshly bathed.
Everything I would like to be, indefinite,
around you: landscape, light, atmosphere,
seagull, sky, ship, sail, wind…
Conch shell that you hold close to your ear,
to be able to gather, timidly,
with the murmur of the sea, my feeling.
In this work of art by the poet from Oviedo awarded the Prince of Asturias in 1985, Angel Gonzalez, he shows his artistic sensibility and his technical precision in an apparently austere but symbolically charged poetry. 13. I just want to love you (Paul Eluard)
I just want to love you.
A storm fills the valley,
a single fish the river.
I have made you
to the measure of my loneliness,
the whole world to hide,
days and nights to understand each other.
To contemplate in your eyes
everything I think of you
and of a world made in your image
And the nights and days governed by your eyelids. In few short poems so much immensity and depth is condensed . One of the most outstanding intellectuals of French surrealism seems in this case to touch his feet on the ground and speak to us about the power of love with an overflowing realism. Poems of 4 short stanzas
Four stanzas is a perfect measure for a poem: neither too short nor too long. But in the following poems you will discover nice puns and deep messages in four stanzas of short lines. 14. Written on the back of two postcards (Marguerite Yourcenar)
A mermaid cries
the exit of a boat
on the water that erases.
I suffer from absence
and hard space;
grief is a wall.
The route is a trap:
no trains, no ship;
the trip is empty.
Reflection, may your spear
cross the distance
and hit sweetly.
(The honey of wounds
embalms love)
One of the most famous writers of all time reveals her talent and her originality here , in a poetry full of sensitivity that carries our soul with the gentle breeze that caresses the sea . 15. It’s true (Federico Garcia Lorca)
Oh, it’s hard
for me to love you as I love you!
For your love, my air,
my heart
and my hat ache.
Who would buy me
this headband that I have
and this sadness of
white thread, to make handkerchiefs
? Oh, what work it costs me
to love you as I love you!
A mixture of surrealism, popular language and raw sentiment, this short poem of four stanzas is pure Lorca . The traveling salesman becomes the lover who lyrically sings his love for his beloved. 16. In the tree of my chest (Gloria Fuertes)
In the tree of my chest
there is an incarnated bird.
When I see you he gets scared,
flutters, jumps.
in the tree of my chest
there is an incarnated bird.
When he sees you he gets scared,
you’re a scarecrow!
The poems of Gloria Fuertes, the children’s poet, always show that self-confidence and that joy that in this poem she manages to condense into just 8 lines. Few people like her know how to see love in such a pure and innocent way . 17. Since you’ve been here (Ryszard Kapuscinski)
Since you’ve been here
, everything changes color
has one more nuance:
Since you’ve been
here, the sounds change: they
‘re full of your voice.
Since you are
the forests and trees
smell of you.
Since you’ve
touched the world,
a complete
and unique world.
A very original love poem that one of the great writers of our time, Ryszard Kapuscinski, manages to frame in four short verses. He speaks of the power of love to change everything around us. 18. Through corners of yesterday (Jose Agustin Goytisolo)
In lost places
Against all hope
I was looking for you.
In nameless cities
In corners of yesterday
I looked for you.
In miserable hours
Among the bitter shadow
I was looking for you.
And when discouragement
asked me to return ,
I found you.
The structure seems to pick up a devilish rhythm that leads us to an expected but captivating ending. A poetry that is read in just a few seconds and that, however, leaves us as the protagonist of it: breathless .