: Poetry: Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Don't force me,
I'll not come to you.
Don't seduce me,
I'll not fall for you.
Don't control me,
I'll not abide by you.

I'm free flowing poetry…
Will gush all over you,
When you least expect me.

I'll tease you with some
Endearing lines….
And then leave you
Wandering….halfway ;)

Stop pursuing me.
I'm like the sun
That seems so close,
And yet is so far away.

But don't worry,
My beloved poet.

I'll come to you
Like the night
That covers the day,
The moon that
Enthrals the night
The intoxicating dream,
That holds you in sway.