#universes
There is so much to say before we go,
Our separate ways
I thank you for seeing
I thank you for being
I thank you for coming into my life
It made me feel alive
In a moment it was gone
I have been torn
The intensity I felt, I could never tell
The love and devotion was my singular emotion
But at some point it needs to stop
Cause the irony of geometry is not lost
We are parallel lines
Hard to define
We will never stop walking but we can never unite
I will applaud you always from far away
And I promise there will always be space
I’ll keep you in my heart and throw the key away
I’ll return to you every now and then, maybe it will fade
In an alternative universe you and I would unite and be unstoppable and fight for each other and always be on the same side
In this life it isn’t meant to be, maybe we’ll meet again on the next flight.
I’ll love you always and keep the light
Feb 4
Feb 4, 2026 at 7:04 PM UTC
Simultaneously,
a drop of
time fell
on a
barren land.
goes on… goes on…
created a
pond.
goes on… goes on…
created a
lake.
goes on… goes on…
created
half a sea.
goes on… goes on…
created
an ocean.
goes on… goes on…
created a
planet.
goes on… goes on…
created a
galaxy.
goes on… goes on…
created
millions of galaxies.
goes on… goes on…
created a
universe.
goes on… goes on…
created uncountable
universes…
goes on… goes on…
And still,
it goes on…
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 5:25 AM UTC
I write with a bull point pen
you choose to write with a finger ,
in a universe where stars burn bright to show their existence
I write on a sheet of paper then crumble it away with shame
but you write without a doubt in mind
letting your messages run through quantum caves
after finding the urge to share my questions I write
“What is your world like?” I asked
“Do you wear faces, do you wear masks?
Do trees grow tall without touching the clouds,
do rivers run wide not caring about a dead end near?
does your moon light the ocean’s tides
so that it can be seen as a sign for the lost souls?”
after waiting for a while you finally responded
From the other end comes a reply,
etched in symbols that twist and fly:
"Our moons are many to count on all our fingers,
our skies are green but change drastically to match the seasons,
our thoughts are shared to one another, but not often seen.
We do not speak, but here we write,
to know your dreams, your days, your nights.
Your sun seems warm, and your air sounds sweet;
how strange that our words have made us meet."
as letters drift through time and space.
Each missive bridges voids unknown,
a friendship built through words alone.
And though we’ll never meet in form,
our hearts will beat warm through cosmic storms
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 2:45 PM UTC
Do you ever wonder
What happens to the dreams that do not come true,
The desires that remain unfulfilled
In this finite life
Even though you poured your heart and soul
To make them yours?
It is best to accept
Somethings just aren't meant to be and move on.
Or may be somewhere out there
There are countless other universes,
Where there exists a different version of ourselves,
Where those dreams didn't die
Nor those wishes remained unfulfilled.
May be it is just all in my head
But I find comfort
In this idea of parallel universes.
Sep 10, 2023
Sep 10, 2023 at 6:40 PM UTC
In the dark of a still December evening,
I sit staring out of my window,
At all the other windows,
Staring back at me.
A thousand different lives as seen through a lit window,
Snapshots of alternate universes,
Confined by lace curtains,
And lit with fluorescent suns.
In the dark of a still December evening,
We're all just lights behind a window,
Indifferent to the other worlds,
Coexisting across the way.
Dec 3, 2020
Dec 3, 2020 at 12:55 PM UTC
sometimes I wonder
who I would be
if my life was different
if I was born by the sea
alternate universes
the possibilities are endless
I could be rich and famous
or die broke and friendless
It could be small differences
like coffee or tea
or it could be big
like living in a different country
I could be born in the '50s
or far into the future
a universe where there's magic
that be way cooler
sometimes I daydream
of what it would be like to
live in a world where
the skies not blue
I wonder where I am
in these fantastical places
but I hope I'm ok
where ever my birthplace is
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 1:16 PM UTC
you came and left my life quicker than i could tell anyone that you felt like home.
i should've known that because you felt like home that things would be broken and imperfect,
yet i still loved you and loved us.
i can't forget the first time i heard your voice.
i describe the moment as a moment that can never be forgotten but i can't even remember what you said.
you just sounded like an angel and even before that day,
i knew i wanted to be yours, that maybe,
just maybe,
we were meant to be.
but hearing your voice felt like the universe confirmed it.
maybe it's stupid young love.
both of us only 18,
barely 18,
and so in love like we knew what it was and what it meant.
but it felt like we invented it.
they'll never understand the electricity and warmth that was sent through your fingertips to mine.
we talked about grocery shopping together, cooking together, living together, loving together, being together,
forever
as if we weren't in different universes,
different books.
because that's where things went wrong again.
that was the second error in Us.
one, you felt like home.
two, we were both in different universes.
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 1:49 AM UTC
I was in fallin in love
when she was the river.
Dancing with the sun,
in her every small ripples -
I shaw her joy.
I shaw her joy,
by how she reflects the ray
with her liquid crystal face and figure.
Singing with the birds,
her every splash was a chorus.
I dreamed her in that way.
I dreamed,
when she mirror the violets
of the flowers.
Painted with colours,
she was the live canvus
of this universe.
Jan 23, 2019
Jan 23, 2019 at 11:14 AM UTC
I don't really care about
Atoms, photons or parallel
Universes where you and I could've
worked out differently and existed
cause all we have is here and now
so I'm going to try my best to make
this life worth it, meaningful and
happy for you to live in.
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 10:57 AM UTC
Labored breath of the world
unceasing battery
shards of frigid breath piercing pale flesh
dark and pregnant clouds fill out the skies pallet
Gaian forces besieging our hallowed, hollowed, bastions of culture
persistent scraping of our walls
the pre-disposed prophecy of sand
life given over to the evergreen
every phoenix must burn
That is the way
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 9:07 AM UTC
Hold the universe inside my palms
I alone understand it is but a solitary dream
Between stars I make out memories
Connecting dots, forming images ingrained in my mind
I look in the unfilled depths of sky where suns have yet to burn out, remaining eternally preserved in an explosion of beauty lightyears away wondering about humans peering at their ambience through time and space
This isolated reflection I witness change in compliance with the predetermined path set in motion by the astrological forces of nature
Unstable
My hands must be trembling
Scared of sorrow and frustration they undeniably confront
The fear of the uncertain, the inconsistency of the unapologetic future awaiting
Solemn visions of an imperfect outcome, enough torment to push strength a bit too far over the edge
Fragile balance of peace and chaos resting within cupped desperate hands
Ignorant, the quickness of extinction among synapses in the cavern lighting the entirety of my skull
Pinned under familiar self-induced delusions
Galaxies silently begging for permanent freedom
Such fate to let their wishes dangle ignored
Urges within bursting, released
That moment I also give in
Forcefully close my fingers into a fist
Instantly crushing wild constellations scattered around my consciousness
A great deal more fragile than realized
Once unshakable destiny budged a millimeter by one lone act of rebellion
Against a powerful pull the majority pretend is rigid
Elusive control by way of self-combustion of life's temporary illusions
Proof one touch can fell worlds of fantasy
Founded on fiction
Or maybe
Reality
Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
#
*I can not control the actions of others
I can only control me
A lifelong task to do my part
Choosing the* energy
*Emanate from in my core
The vibe that others get
A feeling that is positive*
Tuned frequency that’s set
Harmonic tone in the chorus
The Universe’s choir
Be kind for just the sake of it
With nothing more desired
No expectations preconceived
Mindset on others placed
The smallest task; the largest deed
Can quickly be erased
If when complete there’s no return
Signaled acknowledgment
So you rebuke with scoff or scowl
Good deed out window went
*If something’s the right thing to do
Then do it just because
You know it’s right and should be done*
A life fulfilled you’ve won
#
Jun 16, 2018
Jun 16, 2018 at 6:30 PM UTC
O! the lives I've wasted
The lives I could have led
If different paths I'd taken
And different people I'd met.
O! what friends were lost
When just around the corner they lay
Their voices heard but their faces
hidden
O! why had Destiny to steer me this
way.
II
With my life here in my hands
My impulsive moves and slow
meanderings
My efforts regulated by my will to
abstain
In gaining my present position
What have I lost elsewhere
And what have others lost
Because of my absence there.
Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
No longer do I fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can
no longer see the stars in my eyes
As long as they still choose to look
they will find them again
Feb 21, 2018
Feb 21, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
My fingers sometimes feel like they were meant for more.
I close my eyes and feel the realities clashing against each other.
A myriad of choices drowned out by the distance of a universe. I can see a trillion different fingers gripping pencils in different ways.
Watch from a billion pairs of eyes as my brain trickles art into the air in a billion different dreams. Count the infinite variations rippling out from each song I sing.
Each tune never played writes the outlines of the sketches I've only felt. The rings of possibilities never to pass pull themselves back into the pond. Memory retracting light from infinite universes.
I remember it's just me. In the dark writing words that don't seem to gleam like all the things my dreams wish I could be.
Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 10:54 AM UTC
My teeth sinking into his chest
creates earthquakes,
kills worlds of microbes,
shifts tectonic plates and brings him rising to meet me.
When I lick his skin, a thousand oceans are born, and then die.
My fingertip dancing across his skin
blooms a forest where it lands,
which wastes away to desert
as soon as I have left him.
We are universes colliding, my love.
Let's see how big of a bang we can make.
Let's fling our stardust out into a whole other creation.
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
>Want a thing? Relax
>into a script to get a taste.
>Fetishes? or repressed natural inclination?
>Roll a D20 to feel better, take fun and make it killing,
>with just enough free will to make it interesting.
>Nothing else can become reality so in the universe we got
>in the cosmic lottery, calm down
>and have fun.
>Find the most effective deformation — BAM BAM
>SHOOT EM UP — and life is real. Over the top?
>Or so aware that art is less than or equal
>to life, so why settle for realism?
>Say something the way that no one else can say
>it. Maintain a state
>of relaxation by white knuckling your partner until you forget to breathe.
>Fetishize white men not being racists.
>Lay it all out for your audience
>whose uneducation cries out to be fixed
>by you
>and you alone.
>Reassure them
>you get it:
>art is hard,
>so I’m going
>to speak my subtext
>and spice things up
>with some choreography
>just to make sure
>you get what it is
>exactly
>that I’m trying
>to say,
>because god knows you wouldn’t get it otherwise.
>(And this way, people will finally understand you, and you will be complete, and you will be satisfied, and you will get everything you ever wanted, and you will ride fulfilled into the bright new day of artistic enlightenment you lucky sonuvabitch.)
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 8:39 PM UTC
In another universe , different from ours.
The Polar bears walk among crystals and geodes,
The aurora borealis at their feet.
The sky goes white at night,
Lit by a copper moon.
By copper and coal colored stars.
The clouds at sunset are the colors of poems,
the rain is always cool,
and the air the temperature of warm kisses,
In another universe the polar bears walk among crystals and geodes,
In another universe everything is okay.
Jan 11, 2016
Jan 11, 2016 at 12:39 AM UTC
Naive
Like flowers in a hurricane
we let sparks fly with such
atomic energy
encompassing the existence
of a connection unexpected
relentless
but for certain realities...
This truth will be the dream
in our universe
paralleled.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 9:21 AM UTC
When looking at one's own reflection
It's like looking at another dimension
Everything is the same, but...
deceptively so.
If you stared hard enough,
open-mouthed and peering
You'd see that
Your right ear is on your left
Left eye is right,
as if your person was....
backward? No.
Just a reflection.
But it is interesting to think
that there is a world beyond
with only a thin glass in between.
A world that is yours,
just a play-back in reverse.
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Electrons whirl and leap
able to be in more
than one place at a time.
They move between
many worlds with ease
sometimes more than one
at a time.
Many lives;
many worlds.
Nothing ever as simple
as it appears.
~ mce
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 9:06 PM UTC
You made me feel,
Like i was yours,
All vicious dreams,
That now are lost.
You're gone with them,
They're all with you,
And I am there,
(Still loving you)
And here untrue.
To all the souls,
Deceiving lies...
I'll run forever,
Until they die.
And throw down dirt,
Burying those thoughts,
No longer hurt...
No longer lost...
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC
The sun is put to bed
So that we can see,
Through the opened window
Into eternity.
Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 4:56 PM UTC
You're my entire universe- all my thoughts revolve around you, the way that the Earth revolves around the Sun. And to you, I'm just another person that you'll soon forget- yet another dying star hovering around in your night sky.
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
My mind knows what my body does not
I have seen
I have felt
I have known
beyond the reaches of this world
with whom I am familiar
Have you never looked into the eyes
of a stranger
and known
you have
met before in some other way
or some other form
Souls know no limits
Minds have no boundaries
But bodies do
Perhaps that is all that keeps us sane
Our body holding us to one place in
Time and space
Nov 24, 2014
Nov 24, 2014 at 9:10 PM UTC