Sharing Poem by Kishore Kumar Das

As I share
the feelings of ecstasy
your cold shoulder approach
dampens me:
the ecstasy solidifies
into an emotionless affair
your perception
in a different wavelength
halves my pleasure.
As I share
the feelings of agony
your approach
boils down
to a routine affair
the onus of sentiments
pointing at me
your frequency doesn't match with me
my sorrows don't find solace.
No procedure available
to copy my emotions in your mind:
when I am
either happy or sad
The inference:
in some occasions
sharing may be bad
and silence, good enough.