Aliens are not jests and they live in space.
Once they had come and took me hostage
to their planet for a test of my intellect.
One among them, a beautiful lady,
was robbed in shining Palladium white;
her pearly white complexion contrasted with her
atrous hair, with loose locks draping her shoulder.
Her whitest surcoat was bedecked with choicest diamonds
and the kirtle made of radiant gold made her bold.
Her wrist, her throat and her hem were adorned
with Platinum jewelries. On her breast shone
a spotless Rhodium. I lost all my senses
as the fleur-de-lys had cast her ivory looks.
With her musical voice, she had taught how peace
would prevail at last and fear would recede past,
clearing garbage & cobweb, eradicating poverty
and cleansing the mind with golden thoughts,
to greet a “brave new world” with an easy life.
Thought I, “should we invite the aliens on earth?”
Her code of love I could decipher and craved a peck
from her, seeing the kissing stars near us.
But I felt the preparations of the armies
on earth to take me back. My love for her
begged a truce between the aliens and men.
But all on a sudden I had got a jerk from the clock
and felt the force of the movie on mind,
“Close Encounters of the Third Kind.”1
1. “Close Encounters of the Third Kind”, one of the renowned Science Fiction movies, was made by Steven Spielberg on UFO, where “third Kind” denoted “animate beings”.
~Shakti Pada Mukhopadhyay