Parallel or Intersecting?!

The joy of crying;
the melancholy behind unblissful happiness.

The smiles that hide the inner gloom;
the tears that surpass the spurious smile.

The sweetness of adversity;
the fear of uncertainty despite abundant affluence.

The pain of love;
the love concealed behind hatred.

The inner agitating voices in ambient silence;
the abysmal loneliness inside, amidst the crowd.

The chase for money overlooking momentary happiness;
the spending of it to buy its alter ego.

The seemingly undying thirst for fame;
the realization of its insignificance upon its saturation.

The drive to follow ideologies;
its dilutions and deviations giving in to perfunctory pleasures.

The humility upon achievement;
the pride taken in being humble.

To be limitlessly innocent in dealing with our problems;
to advise like an expert upon others'.

To run after the ones who leave us;
and to leave the ones who love us.

The expectation of self to not expect;
the slight residual expectation because we are still imperfect.

To live in the past as though there's no future;
to dream about the future looking clean through the present.

And ultimately wanting everything when you have nothing;
and valuing nothing when u have everything....

Life is full of ironies.... And the irony of ironies is that you can neither visualize them as parallel nor intersecting....