An original poetry.. It is what? Beauty or thrust or attractions?

Your appreciation and honour,
Is very precious than any treasures,
Your one word is so powerful,
You can hurt with it,
You can heal with it.

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We never met each other,
We never talk to each other,
We had never touched each other,
Then why often my heart beat,
Pronouns your name?

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We choose Various things in life,
But why my heart knows only you,
We meet many people in life,
But why my heart wants ,only to meet you.
I don't know what is wrong with it,
I don't see any fault ,of any one.
Then why often, its happenes to me ?

It is what? Beauty or thrust or attractions ?
All these are the parts of love,
The thrust give birth to attraction,
Attraction compell us to think for someone,
Thinking is so beautiful !
It is so sweet and soft,
But reality ! it is so cruel !!

I don't know if all people think like this?
Or I am only that particular mad,
Or going to be mad soon-
Please tell me, if you have any idea:
Is it a special feelings or madness?
Is it a living beauty, or life's dullness ?