Parallel
I am thinking of lines
Parallel lines:
Far apart, never meant to meet,
Or their paths to cross.
Like the two eyebrows
Equidistant, one staying clear of another.
Equally distant.
Equally shrinking from each other.
No compromises
No dialogue, or familiarity.
I think of anger, and tolerance
Of sadness, and joy
Peace, and turmoil
Love, and enmity
Truth , lies
Forgiveness, and bitterness.
All these opposites
Are equidistant.
No boundaries to be crossed.
Now l am thinking of
Words like bitter sweet
Pretty ugly
Fairly good
Ecetera
And l conclude that parallel things
Need one another to make sense.
I believe that
Parallel can be complementary
Combine well
Like a pair of eyes
Who never see each other
Are parallel
But combine well
To work well
Looking attractive together.
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