Everyday! Poem by Mohit Chouhan

I am encased in the world whose every,
Corner's had been travelled already,
Every day seems like a photocopy,
Even the songs playlist don't vary,
Indeed, preaching of sages,
Isn't working
I haven't seen sunrise from ages,
Which stage of life this is?
Seems like
I am boat with no sail on mast,
Swaying by temptations and delusive content in this ocean- vast.
Decoying me
Though there's faint voice admonishing,
But not loud enough, to force me
I ought to stop peddling this cycle, to gaze at sunrise
Before I adapt and become institutionalised.