Another mundane

Argument

Thoughts, I have spoken to you

In loop, iterating our perceptions

Thoughts, I had a coffee with you

In our evenings, when all work is done

 

Thoughts, when we took a walk

When words ran dry, sentences didn't talk

We ran from one argument to another

Consumed by mundane breather

 

Then, we pause for a while

Exchange a courteous smile

Part our ways

To begin a new phase

 

An argument to come

An argument to grow

A perception revealed by some

An assumption to throw

 

There, I see, you building a phrase

Punctuating your terms
Slowly crafting a tedious maze

Curating a chase

Our arguments grow, in a vicious flow
Words - peak and crest low
Voices of my head taste so numb
Neither I hear, nor can I sum

Arguments! yet again come with me
Words still flow, not meant to be
Get lost! you thought
Bother not me
Let me live peacefully in my ignorant abode