Existence As A Worldweb Poem by Aadil Hingorjo

For an instance, let's consider our existence as a worldweb.
Does world vibe remain truly same forever?
Isn't the order unwindy at times?
Doesn't it follow a law or a loophole?
Doesn't it have any flaws and the flows at the same time?
Doesn't it excel to the evolutionary ink?
And isn't is revolutionary to its roots?
Isn't there the huge mess of craze, insanity, and sane silence?
And the love, and the sort of things too don't intertwine?
See, there are postponements; there are delays;
Undesired dots, and perfectly worldly things prevail there.
That's how the world walk is critically woven.
Same, my dear, could be the case with our existential elasticity.