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Talking over The Week end


Talking to my children over the week ends

has been my routine for years together

I talk to them without an end

not knowing what way to end altogether

but keeping awake all of us  for hours

as one lives in the  north in a time zone

whilst the other in the south with another time ever

with the variations of morning and evening  alone

the last one  living in the middle almost same time as mine

as both of us live around the tropics  in tone

we go on talking apart from the time with shine

away from the time, beyond the time in glue

with a giggle and a chuckle all through

with tears and a weep while coming to a close

brushing aside the tears that trickle down true

hanging up with the anticipation of resuming in the next week-end

our life has been going about with talking and seeing over the net

very much assuaging and comforting to a great extent  in time zone.a trend

though not as reckoning of the physical touch and proximity

that had been denied to us by living miles apart  in frequency.

Snaps, Breaks,Blows


There was a snap.

Tut tut it broke in a slap.

It broke into pieces from the top.

Dum dum it fell in a flop.

It looked miserable from the slot.

Oh! oh! it lay in panic like a clot.

Its pieces lay strewn in the plot.

Lo! lo! there was anguish among the lot.

Could it be redeemed from loss?

Nay, nay, never could it be so in a toss.

Was  it a piece of glass that lay shattered?

 Alas! restoring it would be a task withered.

Was it anything that caused an expensive casuality?

God forbid  buying again would be a vanity.

It was neither glass nor a costly treasure.

It was  an abstract design in feature.

It was not visible in nature.

It was highly emotional in stature.

The proximity to the theme is drawing close.

It was  the  filial relation that fell apart in blows.