Flawless, a poem by Abhinav Aradhi

 

Flawless, a poem by Abhinav Aradhi

Trouble in paradise,

But is the paradise even real?

What constitutes a land of perfection,

Without a flaw in the flowers?

 

Is it the denizens,

With their bright-eyed smiles,

And their vapid greetings,

Like ventriloquist’s dummies operating autonomously?

 

Or is it the land,

With soil like the wind,

Grazing the crops with vigor,

Like a tiger caged within?

 

What if there is no paradise,

Because perfection does not exist either?

What if all the world’s a ploy,

By some wicked schemer?