May 24, 2012

Parallel Lines

...But love is an illusion
Trespass it cannot
From one parallel universe
to the other

Can two parallel lines ever meet?
And if they meet stay
Embraced, fixed
Transfixed
in an eternal moment?

Life moves in circles
And there in the black nothingness
Where ideas and concepts can’t sprout
There in the barren woods of time and space
pain of silent hellos echoes through eternity
as circular objects move in circular ways
and miss each other passing by
in eternal loneliness 

For two parallel lines cannot meet
They only run towards an end without an end
And miss each other as they move
Like two opposite trains in a subway station

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