<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=526154" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nowhere Looking Eyes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">All you city people <br>moving listlessly <br>restlessly rushingly. <br>I love you. Yet I cannot <br>stay or live in subterranean <br>chambers. Entombed <br>within towering edifices <br>grandly stylishly proud <br>with splendent future hope.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All born <br>within same city <br>whose crumbling masonry <br>confronts me like ruins <br>of broken hope. On train <br>your busy nowhere looking <br>eyes, sightless do not see. <br>They do not hold my eyes.<br>Trains go on and so must I.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I love motion movement <br>of busy bustling subway.<br>Riding layered escalators <br>within maze labyrinth <br>of possible platforms.<br>Watching patchwork people <br>some with choked soulful <br>eyes, others vital very much alive.<br>A host of stories pass on by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Laughing longing moving <br>in need in pain in greed.<br>Thoughts flicker across faces <br>the presence pale felt <br>shown of passing soul. <br>Merging intersecting these <br>conflicting person’s races.<br>Immiscible incapable <br>of becoming homogeneous.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oil and water will not mix.<br>Only in tourist fresh <br>stolen week in London <br>wonder seen retained <br>of visit was contained.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But stories go on <br>like ever changing lines; <br>written in lyric song.<br>Singers some remembered <br>may come or go <br>but music continues; <br>emerging styles <br>some mixes are better so.<br>I love the subway trains <br>so swift fast clean <br>knowing; where they are going.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ordered stations constant, <br>with ease, flash on by.<br>All you city people, <br>moving listlessly <br>restlessly rushingly.<br>Will you make a place, <br>here for me? Or watch <br>or watch me fall? <br>Like a spent building.<br>Now unwanted space cleared <br>for planned future need.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terence+George+Craddock">Terence George Craddock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=526154" data-title="Nowhere Looking Eyes de Terence George Craddock" data-description="All you city people moving listlessly restlessly rushingly. I love you. Yet I cannot stay or live in subterranean chambers. Entombed within towering edifices grandly stylishly proud with splendent future hope. All born within same city ..."></div> </div> </div>

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