poetry, writing

Plastic Lover

Dear Plastic Lover,

I was used to people

Entering and leaving

As and when they pleased

At their own whim

My blue was exotic

Refreshing and different

A peaceful and pleasant change

From the gritty grime of life

I am the perfect lover

The one they love and fear the most

I am the tender and gentle caress of mother

I am the wrath of a father

But I’m not so perfect with judgment

I am naive

I have been around for centuries

Yet I fell for you

My blue couldn’t believe the many colors

Colors that decorated your body

You were a painting

I wanted to draw

My waters pulled you into me

Loud and bright

You were refreshing and different for me

I finally understood human fascination with me

I thought you were the most beautiful thing to exist

You told me that you thought the same about me

You told me

That you loved me

I believed you

I believed every little thing you said

Never once questioning

All your sugar-coated lies

I let you penetrate my vulnerable virgin waters

I let your love expand

You multiplied till

I was me no more

I lost the human fascination

I couldn’t bear to look at me anymore

I was an expanse of brightness

Miles and miles of endless plastic

Your all consuming love

Is slowly killing me

I keep trying to push you out

You just keep coming back in more forms

Don’t you see?

Your colorful brightness,

The one I loved so much

Is choking the life in me

So I beg you,

Please leave

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