Pavements
there are traces on the pavements
there are eyes on the pavements
sadly looking at us
pavements are like history on strata and decaying leaves
there are booksful of words on the pavements
on the pavements
there are faces
ı haVE BEEN ACquı Nted with
looking at me lonely and sadly
the pavements look as they have come from above
and constructed there
on the pavements
there are many memories carved
there are lonely traces on the pavements
there are eyes on the pavements
we tread on
ı have acquinted with... faces look at me sadly and lonely
the pavements must have drunk from various waters
from many sourCes and fountains
who guesses who passed and gone on this pavements?
there are traces on the pavements
there are faces on the pavements
looking at me..lonely and sadly
when ı walk
and stroll on them lonely and slowly and slowly
Ali TÜRK KESKİ N Translatı on Metin SAHİ N
poem by Metin Sahin
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I started noticing how stained the pavements are in London. The pavements in Beverly Hills aren't used; in London, they're used for everything. It doesn't matter how much they're cleaned, they still reflect light.
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A Dream
I dreamed that I ws dead and crossed the heavens,--
Heavens after heavens with burning feet and swift,--
And cried: "O God, where art Thou?" I left one
On earth, whose burden I would pray Thee lift."
I was so dead I wondered at no thing,--
Not even that the angels slowly turned
Their faces, speechless, as I hurried by
(Beneath my feet the golden pavements burned);
Nor, at the first, that I could not find God,
Because the heavens stretched endlessly like space.
At last a terror siezed my very soul;
I seemed alone in all the crowded place.
Then, sudden, one compassionate cried out,
Though like the rest his face from me he turned,
As I were one no angel might regard
(Beneath my feet the golden pavements burned):
"No moew in heaven than earth will he find God
Who does not know his loving mercy swift
But waits the moment consummate and ripe,
Each burden, from each human soul to lift."
Though I was dead, I died again for shame;
Lonely, to flee from heaven again I turned;
The ranks of angels looked away from me
(Beneath my feet the golden pavements burned).
poem by Helen Hunt Jackson
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Pavements of time.
I walk this concrete jungle
On pavements, paved and cracked
So many also passed this way
leaving hidden unseen tracks
Lives untouched have crossed my path
Locked within their frame of time
Yet every action on this earth
Could affect both yours and mine
If contact made, or time delayed
May change the course of lives
Insignificant little incidents
Affecting actions uncontrived
Yet time and nature stumble on
In apparent ignorant bliss
To change the world around us
On pavements such as this.
poem by Graham Jones
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One Day
never the less
it will happen one day
i will be back in that city
one day
I will stroll on the pavements aimless
and when I pass that cinema in front careless
I will remember you
you the blue-eyed girl
everything will remind me of you
i will whistle and whistle ceaseless
in order not to think of you
may be it will rain on me and on you
may be you will not take me under your shelter
under your beautiful umbrella too
never the less
it will happen one day
it must happen some day
we will meet again
in vain
you will return
you must return
you..the blue- eyed girl
I will tell you on
my late feelings one by one
you..never mindingly
laugh and pass bye mockingly
I will be left alone on pavements
with my memories side by side
never the less
It will happen one day
you will be an old woman some day
you must be an old woman
and in winter
tell fairy tales to your garand children
near the oven..near the fire place
at that time
an old man will come
and will tell you a story
its memories anew..fresh and lively
that is very difficult to bear
and from your blue eyes
will dropp to your wrinkled face
the tear
you will want to listen to that story
over and over again
but that old old man
will be gone away
and be dead long ago
far far away
never the less
it will happen some day
in life
it must happen some day
Metin SAHIN
poem by Metin Sahin
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For Dreams That Do Not Come True
you sit on one of the marble pavements
of the hospital in the city
looking like a hopeless boy abandoned
by his mother
and people that pass you by think that you
are one of the beggars
you wonder why dreams do not come true
no matter how you pray
you look far without having to see
anything and anybody that is real
you blame no one though
not even the gloomy day
grays clouds heavy and about to rain
air so polluted and faces of people without the smiles
buses running senselessly
indifferent hawkers and arrogant schoolchildren pulling
their bags like a dragging day
everything seems to be surreal
gossamer-like as you float in the air
feeling like one of the illusions in your mind
you accept dreams that do not come true and you think
perhaps some day
yes someday, dreams may come and be real- true
concrete and smooth and confident to the hold of your hands
and then you stand like a true man on unreal dreams
you leave the pavements of illusions
you go back to one of the rooms in the hospital
'No tears! No tears! ' you tell yourself because now
you have learned to be brave and strong and logical.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Cafe Prague.
Cream coloured coffee
And hot buttered toast
August sunshine
A packet of cigarettes
Talks on love and life
Friends and strangers all together
Days of summer
Seated on outside chairs
Tears and laughter
Mixed in the air
Of the perfect day just us and them
Cafe pavements
The world at view
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Used coffee cups
And ashtrays too
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Trendy young girls
And the wannabe author
Auster, Adams and Mr. Salinger
Days of dreaming
The perfect film
In view for all to see
Hello, hello
So good to see you
Was it twelve?
Or maybe it was two
I’ll sit and wait
And think of you
Cafe pavements
For me and you
Pairs, Rome and cafe Prague
Dirty spoons and knives
And glasses too
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Teacups and Earl grey
And ice cream sundaes
Black and white life
In full technicolour
Light my cigarette
And I’ll listen all day
Sunshine days
Storm clouds - away
The table over there
Just a smiling man
For today - all alone
Waiting his time
Cafe pavements
The world today
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Beautiful Ladies
And business gents
Paris, Rome and Cafe Prague
Student cameras
And picture painting
Hollywood lifestyle
In the common street
Brando, Dean and Al Pacino
Next to you and me
See you later
Maybe tomorrow
Give me a ring
And we’ll make a date
I’ll sit and think
And wait for you
Cafe pavements
For meetings and lunch
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
Perfect tables
And used up chairs
Paris, Rome and cafe Prague
poem by Patrick Sant
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Things Mortal Still Mutable
Things are uncertain; and the more we get,
The more on icy pavements we are set.
poem by Robert Herrick
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On pavements and the bark of trees I have found whole worlds.
quote by Mark Tobey
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NYC
I had seven faces thought i knew which one to wear
I'm sick of spending these lonely nights training myself not to care
the subway is a porno pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impressed
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
subway she is a porno and the pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impressed
It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
New York Cares (got to be some more change in my life)
It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
(got to be some more change in my life)
oh, It's up to me now turn on the bright lights
(got to be some more change in my life)
song performed by by Interpol
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I Feel Free
By jack bruce/pete brown
Transcribed by janne jhnke
Free when I dance whit you
We move like the sea
You youre all I want to know
I feel free
I feel free
I feel free
I can walk down the street theres no one there
Though the pavements are on hure crowd
I can drive down the road my eyes dont see
Tough my mind wants to cry out loud
Ah ah ah ah
Solo
I feel free
I feel free
I feel free
I feel free
I can walk down the street theres no one there
Though the pavements are on hure crowd
I can drive down the road my eyes dont see
Tough my mind wants to cry out loud
Mind wants to cry out loud
Dance floor is like the sea
Ceiling is the sky
Youre the sun and as you shine on me
I feel free
I feel free
I feel free
Oh uh uh oh
song performed by by Allman Brothers Band
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I Feel Free
By jack bruce and pete brown
Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, youre all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
Youre the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
song performed by by Eric Clapton
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I Feel Free
By jack bruce and pete brown
Feel when I dance with you,
We move like the sea.
You, youre all I want to know.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
I can walk down the street, theres no one there
Though the pavements are one huge crowd.
I can drive down the road; my eyes dont see,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud,
Though my mind wants to cry out loud.
Dance floor is like the sea,
Ceiling is the sky.
Youre the sun and as you shine on me,
I feel free, I feel free, I feel free.
song performed by by Cream
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The great doctors all got their education off dirt pavements and poverty - not marble floors and foundations.
quote by Martin H. Fischer
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Regrets
mushrooms of
tall buildings
and concrete roads
steel rails
pavements made
of red bricks
where will the stars be?
and the snails?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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A Morning Poem
darkness again fades away
slowly light comes as a dilution
the leaves turn from gray to green
and what is hazy becomes jazzy.
the crowing of the cocks and the
silence of the pavements
the shadows of the trees and
the silhouettes of the mountains
the opening of the windows
the coming of the breeze
your hands stretch to embrace
another day another beauty
your heart sings a prayer
God is here.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hacked Down
To the great mountain tops to see the heavens!
And cutting through the thick forest to find my way through;
But my enemies hacked down the carved pavements.
The signs are there but you cannot see them,
So why do you still sleep my love?
For you are so beautiful among the daughters of women,
And honour is poured out from your sweet lips.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues.
quote by Philip Gibbs
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The Greatest Crime
The greatest crime is
Silence
The Acquiescence
In Coexistence
Of Palaces and Pavements.
What punishment the crime entails?
Earth looked from Moon
Be Red, Black Red, Thick Red, Blood Red.
poem by Vibhash Sureka
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And I went to New York and died; for 10 years I walked those pavements. I can't think of New York without feeling uncomfortable and feeling like a failure.
quote by Harvey Korman
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Do Not Be Restless
because it rains all day
and what you hear is just the pitter &patter
of the rain
along the pavements
beside the house
you become so restless for not having done
the list of the day
there is no reason for the hurry
actually, there is so much more to be done
inside the labyrinths of the heart
have the joy of contemplation as you take your
mental recreation
think again of her and you
think about the rain stopping when the flowers start to bloom again
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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