They flow,
Inside out – at times;
with the time
and we tend to hide them:
just like sand
flowing from gaps
between our tender fingers,
or ignore them:
like a forgotten emotion,
buried in the depths
of our heart –
in some dark corner;
just to determine
that who drives whom.
And the struggle is always on,
between me and my bloody emotions!
By – Anish Vadhvaniya