(im)PERFECT WORLDS

Everything was perfect.
Perfect two worlds.

Auckland was a modern life form
while Delhi was vintage and warm.

Auckland was classy easy dove
while Delhi had all the love.

Auckland was sweet innocent talky
while Delhi was oh so rocky.

Auckland was smiling immense
while Delhi was feelings and sense.

Auckland would bend and flattered
while Delhi was all that mattered.

Auckland was white and pretty
while Delhi was her own city.

Everything was perfect.
Perfect two worlds.

She tried to fit in Auckland
while her heart was in homeland.

She tried to listen to all of them
while her heart knitted its own hem.

She split herself and did it all.
She agreed to glory and took a call.
Auckland was cheated and
Delhi smashed her away
For she was neither home
nor far away.

She pleaded and cried and begged all around.
neither Auckland nor Delhi heard her sound.

She hated perfection
hated perfect worlds
for her peace was found
in her grievances unfurled

She now lives in disdain
yet content in her shelter
where she chooses imperfection
where nobody has felt her..