Parallel lines

There were two parallel lines

They lived in two different worlds

Not a long time ago

He liked exploration

He liked pondering

He loved everything

But they had to be kinky

And made him wonder

He decided to do the extending

From west to east by the running

Someday when he was sick of being lonely

He started to search for the only kinky star intentionally

He knew she would blow and fresh his mind eventually

One day he met an exotic neighbor line

She seemed sort of kinky

She shone out a charm of wisdom

And a delightful seduction in the appearance

All right she might be my star

He let out some witty thoughts

She bounced back enchanting talks

They made some communications

Through the abstract and illusional world

A world of absolute silence

It's fine, it's fine

But the disaster came when they met in real

Thundering, lightening, storming

They met in a world of voices

And turned out to be speechless

Then their world became breathless

A world without sparks

The story of two parallel lines

Ended up in such a silence

With pains, tears and disappointment

Then they knew that

Being parallel without crossing

There was always something

Out of the control, and life goes on