Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems (10 Poems)
To All and Everything (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
No. It can’t be. No! You too, beloved? Why? What for? Darling, look – I came, I brought flowers, but, but… I never took silver spoons from your drawer! Ashen-faced, I staggered down five flights of stairs. The street eddied … Continue reading
Our March (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
Beat the squares with the tramp of rebels! Higher, rangers of haughty heads! We’ll wash the world with a second deluge, Now’s the hour whose coming it dreads. Too slow, the wagon of years, The oxen of days – too … Continue reading
Call To Account! (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
The drum of war thunders and thunders. It calls: thrust iron into the living. From every country slave after slave are thrown onto bayonet steel. For the sake of what? The earth shivers hungry and stripped. Mankind is vapourised in … Continue reading
Attitude To A Miss (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
That night was to decide if she and I were to be lovers. Under cover of darkness no one would see, you see. I bent over her, it’s the truth, and as I did, it’s the truth, I swear it, … Continue reading
You (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
You came – determined, because I was large, because I was roaring, but on close inspection you saw a mere boy. You seized and snatched away my heart and began to play with it – like a girl with a … Continue reading
Back Home (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
Thoughts, go your way home. Embrace, depths of the soul and the sea. In my view, it is stupid to be always serene. My cabin is the worst of all cabins – All night above me Thuds a smithy of … Continue reading
Conversation with Comrade Lenin (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
Awhirl with events, packed with jobs one too many, the day slowly sinks as the night shadows fall. There are two in the room: I and Lenin- a photograph on the whiteness of wall. The stubble slides upward above his … Continue reading
My Soviet Passport (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
I’d tear like a wolf at bureaucracy. For mandates my respect’s but the slightest. To the devil himself I’d chuck without mercy every red-taped paper. But this … Down the long front of coupés and cabins File the officials politely. … Continue reading
At the Top of My voice (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
My most respected comrades of posterity! Rummaging among these days’ petrified crap, exploring the twilight of our times, you, possibly, will inquire about me too. And, possibly, your scholars will declare, with their erudition overwhelming a swarm of problems; once … Continue reading
Past One O’Clock … (Vladimir Mayakovsky Poems)
Past one o’clock. You must have gone to bed. The Milky Way streams silver through the night. I’m in no hurry; with lightning telegrams I have no cause to wake or trouble you. And, as they say, the incident is … Continue reading
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