You Do This, You Say That

I don't write poem, but poem makes me write it! The surfing emotion emerges out from you, him, her.. The irresistible call I sense passes thru my nerves, veins... You do this, you say that; Patience is absent there in your dictionary! Me too want to get winged! ! And this is not to reach a monster's castle! Delicacy, tenderness are the words govern my spirit. The soul who can bear softness is behind a shield designed with the filigree work. But you, his other-self? Hawk-eyed, atrocious full of negative passion. Learn the art of nature, her calmness the coolness........... A part of my life, will be yours. ********X******** I didn't write this poem. But poem made me write this.