Anger. Disappointment. Desperation. Envy. Pride. Resentment. Joy. Melancholy. Love. Hate.
Friends. All of them.
Available. Ever present. They crowd. An abyss. Called the mind.
They occupy. A meaningless chasm. Called life.
Their party. Never ends.
The chaos. The noise. The deafening silence. Never leaves.
They envelope. My existence.
Like. A band. Of hooligans. That I can. Neither ignore. Nor tolerate.
Without them. I am nothing. With them. I am nothing.
Hansal mehta 