Plastic Faces Comments

Sir, Splendid... I bow... gamut of psychoscopy... a 10 ++ dr. sakti. 17.06.09.

this poem is cruel, just cause it's so real too... it's sad we've reached this point. the sweet flowing of your words almost softened its hardness... hugs.

The poem refers to the fact that people are deprived of will and high ideals and rarely look in the mirror to see themselves. The poem seems to suggest '' look in the mirror to see who really you are -a plastic face ' 10++

'Thinking of the changed world I looked at my self in the mirror And tried to smile Nay! No expression! There, staring at me A weird plastic face! ! ! ! ! ! ' An extra-ordinary poem, I love this work much. You did a great work, cheers,10+++

A lovely poem. Love & hugs..........u get 10++++++

a very nice write..ironic...flowing with elegance with humility....not just pointing fingers on others but to ourselves too. i really like this...amusing... cant help but smile very meaningful... 10++++++++s

This is excellent Sathya. Filled with irony and a sad commentary on the lack of engagement of today's ego-centric, consumer driven society. You waste not a word. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Natural faces are becoming scarce in this world, is it the world changing or human changing. I sometimes doubt mine too...Beautiful and deep...food of thought..10++

I agree with your thoughts in this piece, plastic faces show no emotions, 10 Lynda xx

another stark write...there is no place for emotions in today's wired world...sad but true

an awkward truth.....very well put forward...10

I know exactly how you feel. I think we reach a point of playing it safe, not taking any more chances, but that is not living or being human. We need to keep on reaching out with the hope that others will respond, but, if they don't, that is no excuse. I hope we can always find a way to do that. At the moment your poem expresses me.

It is remarkable poem, strong a word in this cruel in the world.... Main that your eyes did not become plastic, for they are a mirror of soul..10... Best wishes, Tsira

Change is inevitable: things change, people change...That's always very sad. This poem really portrays all of this and makes you think. Well done: -)

Sort of like the masks of a stage play today. Though media hypes and sales ads. place images that people follow.

the artificial love...diplomatic frienship....under the plastic face wellrevealed

Very well expressed! This deceptive outer facade of our society! This had made me to write a poem called -Masks - last year! -Raj Nandy

'Thinking of the changed world I looked at my self in the mirror And tried to smile Nay! No expression! There, staring at me A weird plastic face' Great expressions sir...very welll expressed too...thanks for sharing

It reminded me of the good old days, now only the hollow masks. CP

Yes it a pity Sathya - that genuineness and sincerity in relationships has been replaced by artificial politeness