This book is an extract from my life. Having lost my mother all of a sudden in 2008, I had succumbed to the darker, lonelier and painful side to reality. This book describes not only my emotions, but the raw truth that many of us feel but are scared to express. It portrays my life, and all the struggles I go through. This book however is not something that will leave readers with a smile, but rather help them start realizing the truth of life, and also help them appreciate others (when they still have an opportunity to see them) before they're gone. If people are interested in fairy tales, then this book is not for them, but if someone's looking for the real truths about a struggling youth, and all about pain and sorrow then this is a must read.
You can check out my reviews for the same book following this link, which is also a link to a paperback copy (original release)
It was gloomy, sad and would be welcomed by the Goth folks and I have to agree it achieved its goal. I didn’t mind it as a change of pace from my usual reads but would not make a habit of it. I would definitely recommend it to anyone who enjoys dark poetry.
5.0 out of 5 stars "I Feel That Reality Is A Poet's Journey In Vain"
This review is from: Final Destination (Paperback) The title of this review is a quote from the beginning of Final Destination. There was so much pain and self-disgust about a man who had let his life spiral out of control.In this book of poetry by Ankur Choudhury although it was painful to read, you still get caught up in the beauty of his reflections. In Pictionary he asks, when in search of a final destination, if "anyone dare walk this road with me" and he makes you cringe for his pain. However, his love for his mother is real and deep.
His pain and his outlook on his life are gripping and utterly unique. If his journey is through his writing, his book is a eye opener in how your life swiftly goes in a direction you didn't see coming. His poetry shows he is stuck in his pain and can't or won't break free.
I began to highlight verses that went to my very soul because I want to read them over and over. I soon found myself highlighting verses on page after page. Intrigued, I began to believe his journey and his destination was to finally give in to death to free himself from his pain. Something else he did not believe he could succeed at. Choudhury's poetry screams out to you about his tears and knives and self disgust, but it is also well written, honest and open. His writing reflects his love for his mother and how he felt he should have pulled his life together before she died. And failed.
If his journey was to regain a hold on his life, which he clearly had lost, I hope he regained it. If his journey was death, I hope he failed to succeed in his journey. If returning to reality was his journey, I hope he felt he succeeded at that with his book.