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Devin Ortiz Dec 2018
I walk alleys and avenues of broken roads.
Black tops eroded from years of punishing
Rainfall, passerbys and time.

After a hard rain, shallow mirrors open up,
Revealing an unyielding world on its head.

It seems, as I walk amidst the distinguished,
Cracks, chips and pebbles that this moment,
Both real and a memory is everlasting.

Overcast, both dismal and hopeful, I read
Between the skylines of the upsidedown.

I breath in this parallel, I write it all down,
A collection of neverhaves.

A creation that is mine for the making, or
For the taking, should I wish.
Shie Dec 2018
What if we never happened in the first place?
When things turned different and you were in a different place
Far from mine
And there you're  doing way more fine
Than you are with me today
Just putting your heart in dismay

What if you happened with another
Will you be happier?
I feel like I'm just bringing you down
In a darkness myself can't cut down

I can't help but think that you were luckier
In a different world from ours where you can spend your days merrier

What if I wake up someday
Our paths never crossed in night neither in the day
And I'm the only one who remembers
For me the memories we had I remember them as a burning ember

I'm afraid when my ifs turns to be true
My ifs just continue to grew
I'm not sure if I can be fine
If finally, the world tells me you were never meant to be mine
skye Nov 2018
i remembered the time
when i begged God to stop the night
because it was the closest i got to be with you
and then in an unexpected moment
the wish was granted

the city was still alive
and the electricity continued bursting outside
everything was noisy and crowded
but i got to cherish this lovely silence beside me
when i thought we are always moving forward
never crossing like two parallel lines in a universe
somehow there was going to be a divine intervention
that will keep us together
even in a short period of time

i heard your slow breaths
i felt your fluffy cheeks
i saw you in your beautiful grace
your hair moved in slow motion
and being the fool that i am
i captured every single thing

in an unexpected moment
i got to look at you
not looking at somebody else
like how you stare in awe
at your celebrity crushes

in an unexpected moment
i got to listen to you
not listening to somebody else
like how you still care about what other people think
after telling you there's really nothing to worry about

in an unexpected moment
i got to talk to you
not talking about somebody else
like how you describe every exact detail
of your special friends and families

and in that unexpected moment
i got to love you
not loving somebody else
like how you cry your heart out every night
wishing for that person to never say goodbye

i don't want to end this moment
but if i want to stay with you

i have to.

— parallel
inspired mostly by boy pablo's tkm and a special person in my life

hope you like it
Some imagination Nov 2018
I want to lay my face in your hands
And close my eyes.
Your hands - those thick and strong hands.
So much bigger than mine.
I miss your face so much.
How I long to touch you - because I never have.
And never will.
Not in this lifetime.
So... I want to believe that parallel universes do exist.
And just may be in one of them, I do get to touch you.
You never showed any signs but I'd just humour myself - I'd believe you want the same things as me.
So, I dream of a parallel universe with you and me in it - together.
Paylei Rose Oct 2018
My life got flipped upside down
Today was the day I finally realized something:
Something that I would get bullied for,
Something that I could get killed for.
I am a minority.
This is me coming out.
"Mom. Mother. I'm straight.
I know this is difficult for you to
understand--No. Mother. Please don't get mad.
It's not a phase.
Mom. Don't cry.
I'm still your daughter..."
That night I got kicked out.
I had to start a new life.
I wasn't accepted anymore.
Why has the world come to this?
Why can't I be accepted as me?

This is the reality that the LGBTQ+ community has to face every single day. This is the sad world we live in. In this day and age, we should learn to accept people no matter their race, gender, sexuality, or lifestyle. Teens get kicked out of their homes everyday. They get abused: mentally, physically, and emotionally. They have to go through everyday life dealing with the horrible reality of not being accepted. This world needs to change. We need to make a change. I'm tired of hearing slang yelled at me in the hallway. I'm tired of seeing my friends getting kicked out on the streets. I'm tired of noticing bruises on people just because of who they love. Let's make a change. We need to change reality.
TheMystiqueTrail Sep 2018
Parallel lines do not meet.
Together they travel,
all through a lifetime
savouring the solitude
of each others company.

Intact they keep their uniqueness,
never crossing each other's path, giving space
to the other to bloom,
flourishing in each other’s company.

Parallel lines do not meet
when they meet, they die!
Railroads always fascinate me!
It was
the green
grass there
between dipoles
holes when
bare organic
meat the
harvest begun
their true
rein again
with a
notorious cut
of beef
ribeyes but
ranches nearby
her Swanee
River oak
a ****** in sequence
Elvira Sep 2018
The ruins between my ribs held us static
We were parallel lines that were never coincidental,
A could-have-been intersection that ceased to draw itself
Just before the point of tangency.
You told me it was I who stopped pursuing you,
That it was I who fashioned these rusts in my own gears.
Apathy was my choice,
Until I saw the concern that lay beyond your hostile mask
That left me wanting for the unknown.
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