Cynicism Smiles Out Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

Lord, see the same scene is on
Still the sanity is sanctioned
The same cynic souls walk by
There's no way for maintenance;
Entries and exits seem too incoherent
Tiredness and trauma go hand in hand
My feet don't take me anywhere
And the gestures have gone pointless
The reason mocks at my existence
Voluntarily I walk downstairs
Absence of a part annoys me
This shadowy time, this shift of season
Recognition to the day out just ridicules
There's an ongoing agitation in me
Like something is incalculable;
Like it's gone insane!
Infamous streets are all open to me
And I've been an illusion...
Exiled; excommunicated; expelled out!
Saddest side is there's no instant remedy
This particular spell is terribly inexpiable, beloved!