Plastic Perfect Poem by Avik Datta Gupta

The look and the smile
Those folders and those files
Stagnant sails aloft stiff grass blades
With different colours of varying shades
The new age pen and the age old sword
Behind the writing of each and every word
Lifeless flowers and the perfect green leaves
With that drop of dew that would never ever leave
Still essence of life in lifelessness
Signature showcase of a celluloid princess
Free to stay and free to flow
A frozen soul to all highs and lows
So lively and yet so lifeless
Colourful and yet so drab and colourless
Immortal and all visible
Fact of life and pasts of the possible
Moulded and shaped to linger
Faithfully wrapped around a little finger
Inducing the strange life into us
We have no time but we have just the time to rush
The glass of our dreams are shattered
A paperboy’s load is all scattered
Plastic perfect lives got bettered
Green was the colour that mattered
All souls would sometime rest in peace
Except for an insignificant solitary colourful piece