Conversations

Conversations

Whispers in clamour intonation,

Always on topics trivial and quotidian,

Hours lapse and yet,

Many an events untapped.

But sometimes miles separate,

Two souls that converse dissipate,

Scattered like seeds of a tree,

Only to make roots in another city.

Now the tete-a-tete continues,

Sometimes scares and some days abundant,

Prattle about anything important,

Pow wow for nothing significant.

A palaver inspecting our kids and the school,

A colloquy comment on dress that defines cool,

So forward continues the conversations,

Distances and dimensions left meaningless.