Monday, December 6, 2010

Plasticism

You can't know it... that's how it goes...
create a symphony, write a prose.
With every leap see a world brand new.
Plastic nothingness that's been felt by few.
whirl of living layers,
A polybag dancing in the air.

wind so cruel and dull.
life that runs in veins.
gives you high, gives purpose and gives numbing pain.
So hopeless so majestic
animate and fair
your life afterall is
A polybag dancing in the air.
So up in the airrrrr...
Air air air..

How is it to not have control
To have fun
To flow like water
whipping the wind
Looking at the planet from up there
From so up in the air
A polybag dancing in the air
Soooooo up in the air!

You in duel with another
Making whirlpools of dust n other
Making love
Making noise
In an abandoned corner of the city with a bunch of hair.
So up in the air
just a polybag dancing in the air
A Clueless polybag dancing in the air
Soooooo up in the air

Dives, carefree movements
Piruhouttes
Sedated motion slow
You sway so wild and pure.
Look at sad civilizations
Look for the cure.
ignore sin and dehumanisation..
Coz you are a reason of it..
You are the cinematographer and the main lead.
Your story, your autobiography called
'A polybag dancing in air'..
Real up in the air
Higher and higher up in the air...
Higher than yesterday higher than tomorrow...
Higher than the pink one or the blue one.

Cross roads cross countries
Don't need visas or any stamps on ur soul
To own what's your own
The absence of anything
This space
this carrier of life gas
This place and time in this dimension
Is yours... Is your air
You're so up in the air
Nothing funny about it
A tough polybag dancing in the air
Punctured tattered polybag dancing in the air...
Brave without the fear...
how up in the air
What up in the air
Close your eyes
Look up in the air
Close your eyes
Look up in
Air Air Air
Up and down
stay up in the air



(For Anirban Saha- The Marvel)

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