Romantic nature

Poets are of romantic nature They see beautiful colors of future Every object seems of unique importance They can’t stop from praising at once Poet means an animal living in isolation Keeps aloof from crowd and prefers no relation Such is vague idea about serious poet As he will prefer to remain always quiet No one can live in vacuum It is wrong on our part to assume It can’t be minus or plus of sum It is nature and tendency of some As is well known to all No one can resist opposite sex call The nature is all set to balance No one can dare to or come out of it at once One of my female friends asked me of bad friends How come anybody be sure of prevailing mood in the end? It can be anybody’s guess if one is pulled with attraction How can it be found in any of the expression? She was considerate and very appreciative One can’t be choosey or selective It is how you evaluate or come to the terms It like spreading of disease with germs I posed a question whether she really wanted friends? What was her mind acting with clear trend/ She was for all good friends with clear motives I thought she was nice lady and very positive But if I prefer to speak on myself I would say I can’t think or help As I am of romantic nature And I want commitment very sure It can’t depend on somebody’s mood As poetry is my creation and food I would starve if someone blocks my mind Fills with hatred and acts as unkind I would consciously ask straight As I have no passion even for minute to wait I believe it is not one way feeling It must come instant and as willing Some of them may say they won’t mind frankness It should be expressed and talked on face I would love those arguments for healthy relation As it may not later on raise unnecessary questions I provoke friends till get satisfactory answer The honest answer may come from very fewer Some may intelligently scoff off at even suggestion I take pride in putting or making frank mention