Comments about Avikshit Pratap
The Honest Hypocrite & The Bag With All The Food
(“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
- Ernest Hemingway)
There is a strange calmness in the dark,
I don't feel peace.
I feel nothing.
Groping for a path in this eerie nothingness,
I reach out,
Tumble all over and rise again.
Actually, I was just staying still,
I said it all to appear a stronger person.
Ahead there is light,
I don’t want to go there.
I have become accustomed of the dark,
Doing nothing, just staying still,
Like dead bodies, less dead.
Life is very taxing, ...