So where is this most talked about paradise.. 
To transcend the abyss of pain, will it suffice.. 
For there is a silent and willing victim of monotone.. 
Who finds the ideas of a better tomorrow slightly overblown.. 
The ticking of clock sounds like footsteps of an impending doom.. 
For him paradise is a conjecture of an idle mind bloom.. 
A wishful gigantic escape from all the present calamities.. 
So rich are those fertile thoughts to allow such absurd affinities.. ..
Yet some part of him still hopes that it may be there somewhere 
All the denials project that he surely does care ...
So where is this most talked about paradise.. 
And will it be found by him before it loses its magic to rapture and entice...