Love Poem: Plastic Faces

Plastic Faces

Once I used to see
flowery smiles,
fruitful friendships,
 and ocean-deep loving hearts.

Decades after,
now I have no expectations...
I make no inferences
at the plastic faces looking at me;
lip-length hellos accosting me;
and those  shallow hearts 
spread before me.

Thinking of the changed world
I looked at myself in the mirror
and tried to smile
Nay! No expression!
There, staring at me
a weird plastic face!