people - Popular Poems and stories from category

Шёл новый год. Выбрасывали мебель
Из окон в итальянском шапито.
Зима росла, а вместе с нею — стебель
Киносюжетов, будто у Кокто.

Ты в очи мне глядишь, вздыхаешь ты: напрасно!
Во мне — змеиный яд. Прочь! Осторожна будь!
Побереги себя! Доверчивость опасна.
Ты увлекаешься. Спеши уйти! Забудь!

Розтягни ніч, ніби лакрицю,
Ирій від мене не ховай,
Місто, над яким летимо, насниться,
МИлістю проливаючи водограй.

I AM the people — the mob—the crowd—the mass
Do you know that all the great work of the world is done through me
I am the workingman, the inventor, the maker of the     world's food and clothes
I am the audience that witnesses history

The people upstairs all practise
Their living room is a bowling
Their bedroom is full of conducted tours
Their radio is louder than yours,

A night that cuts between you and youand you and you and youand me : jostles us apart, a man elbowingthrough a crowd
We won't look for each other, either-wander off, each alone, not lookingin the slow crowd
Among sideshows under movie si...

'Twas a long bush night; and the old hut light Shone out thro' the open
To flood the knees of the great bush trees And the scrub that grew before
And, as I dreamed where the firelight gleamed, And watched the long hours lag,
Came th...

When people aren't asking questions They're making suggestions And when they're not doing one of those They're either looking over your shoulder or stepping on your toes And then as if that weren't enough to annoy you They employ you
Anybody ...

To those fixed on white,
White is white,
To those fixed on black,
It is the same,

Half the people in the world love the other half, half the people hate the other half
Must I because of this half and that half go wandering and changing ceaselessly like rain in its cycle, must I sleep among rocks, and grow rugged like the t...

Old lame Bridget doesn't
Fairy music in the
When the gloaming's on the
And the shadow people pass:

Some people cower and wince and shrink, owing to the fear of what people may think
There is one answer to worries like these: people may think what the devil they please