BOOK: Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur


GOODREADS: Milk and honey’ is a collection of poetry and prose about survival. About the experience of violence, abuse, love, loss, and femininity. It is split into four chapters, and each chapter serves a different purpose. Deals with a different pain. Heals a different heartache. ‘milk and honey’ takes readers through a journey of the most bitter moments in life and finds sweetness in them because there is sweetness everywhere if you are just willing to look.

  • He placed his hands on my mind before reaching for my waist, my hips or my lips. He didn’t call me beautiful first, he called me exquisite.
  • You might not have been my first love but you were the love that made all the other loves irrelevant.
  • You’d rather have the darkest parts of him than have nothing.
  • It must hurt to know I am your most beautiful regret.
  • You must not have to make them want you. They must want you themselves.
  • The thing worth holding on to would not have let go.
  • When you are broken and he has left you, do not question whether you were enough. The problem was, you were so enough he was not able to carry it.
  • I will not have you build me into your life when what I want is to build a life with you.
  • I don’t want to be friends with you. I want all of you.
  • Accept yourself as you were designed.
  • Losing you was the becoming of myself.
  • The world gives you so much pain and here you are, making gold of it.
  • You must never trade honest for relatability.

To be quite honest, I was a bit disappointed. I guess, maybe because I was in complete awe of the other book, the sun and her flowers that I expected so much more from this. There are some I was able to relate with, but overall, the bookmarks can be counted. (if you know what I mean. But then again, I would still read her books. ❤

BOOK: Bone by Yrsa Daley-Ward


GOODREADS: The poems in Yrsa Daley-Ward’s collection bone are exactly that: reflections on a particular life honed to their essence–so clear and pared-down, they become universal.

  • Don’t be so very engaging, amusing or witty or bright. You are causing confusion and jams in tight spaces. You are an accident in waiting. The type of accident with casualties spanning from me to you and here to there, a potential tragedy.
  • I miss you in tiny earthquakes in little underground explosions.
  • Just because you do it doesn’t mean you always will. Whether you’re dancing dust or breathing light. You’re never exactly the same, twice.
  • If you were married to yourself, could you stay with yourself?
  • One day I will tell you what I’ve been. It will scare you.
  • The worst thing about somebody who betrays you, somebody who turns out to be a completely different person to whom you first thought, is the love that you still feel in your heart for them.
  • If you’re afraid to write it, that’s a good sign. I suppose you know you’re writing the truth when you’re terrified.
  • Seize that loveliness. It has always been yours.
  • Today is the first day of the rest of it. Of course there will be other first days but none exactly like this.

I was not entirely impressed. It was a 2/5 for me.

BOOK: The Chaos of Longing by K.Y Robinson


GOODREADS: Organized in four sections – Inception, Longing, Chaos, and Epiphany – K.Y. Robinson’s debut poetry collection explores what it is to want in spite of trauma, shame, injustice, and mental illness. It is one survivor’s powerful testimony, and a love letter “to those who lie awake burning. The Chaos of Longing is a brutally honest exploration of desire—physical, emotional, and spiritual.

  • All the makings of you are love at first sight. When I dream of you tonight, I will hold you hostage underneath my eyelids.
  • You told me not to fall in love with you but you knew the contours of my heart.
  • I’ve closed other doors in attempt to be yours. But you’re always eyeing the window and I can’t cure your wanderlust.
  • In the beginning, all I wanted was to be yours. It took time to realize that I have to stop giving myself away as if I didn’t belong to myself.
  • There’s a universe swirling inside you. You have to learn to be your own earth, wind, fire and water. You are a natural phenomenon – not a natural disaster.
  • Don’t shrink your truth to make it fit nice and neat in others as if it’s origami. Unfold and free yourself.

I somehow find it a bit pale and bland. In my interpretation, most of the content are about lust and desire and tidbits of other things.

Though, I am in awe of how he creates the metaphor, built by everything in our daily lives and transform it into something deeper. I love how the inclusion of the most mundane things make it seem more relevant.

*** It’s not something I would read over and over.

BOOK: The sun and her flowers by Rupi Kaur


GOODREADS: Divided into five chapters and illustrated by Kaur, the sun and her flowers is a journey of wilting, falling, rooting, rising, and blooming. A celebration of love in all its forms.

MY GOD. How can I describe this book? I simply can’t. The only thing I need to recount and share is that I have been bookmarking and highlighting NON-STOP. If I was reading a hard copy, it would be wet with neon markers.

I love 97% of the book. ❤ ❤ ❤

  • You left and I wanted you still yet I deserved someone who was willing to stay
  • It isn’t what we left behind that breaks me. It’s what we could’ve built had we stayed.
  • I could be anything in the world but I wanted to be his.
  • You’re everywhere except right here, and it hurts.
  • If I’m not the love of your life, I’ll be the greatest loss instead.
  • Why is it that when the story ends, we begin to feel all of it.
  • You do not just wake up and become a butterfly.
  • My mother sacrificed her dream so I can dream
  • Never feel guilty for starting again.
  • When death takes my hand, I will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime.
  • I will no longer compare my path to the other.
  • The day you have everything, I hope you remember when you had nothing.
  • How do I love myself enough to know your accomplishments are not my failures.

GAHH. It’s about loss, self love, accepting your flaws, loving yourself, holding yourself accountable for your actions, living life, finding value and everything in between. ❤

BOOK: Sea of Strangers by Lang Leav


So I only started reading this book about 3 hours ago. But as you all know, this is a poetry book so I had time on my side. Compared to Atticus, Lang Leav’s has titles.
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These are the pages that had an impact on me:
  • New Beginnings
  • Contentment
  • Moving on
  • We Never Broke Up
  • Writing
  • My Life
  • When it’s Over
  • The one thing
  • Smoke & Mirrors
  • Thoughts on Letting Go
  • Over
  • Back to Life
  • Too Far In
  • Borrowed Love
  • Crazy Love
  • Who you Love
  • Transcript of your Heart
  • To Love you
  • Be the One
  • For yours
  • The Girl you once had
  • How it Ends
Although there seems to be a lot pages marked, I also think there’s a lot of poems in the book that had no absolute effect on me. It felt like they were just there to make the book longer and make it seem full.

BOOK: Love her wild by Atticus


Fear of not being able to finish a book for the month of Feb, I immediately resorted to having to read a poetry book – which I know would only require me less time. I know, I know.. I’m taking the easy road here. But forgive me, as I’m busy with planning you-know-what.
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Basically, I finished this book in two days. ❤ I’m not going to share all of the poems in the books but here are just (5) of what I bookmarked. Not my top and not in any particular order.
  • Don’t fear, her father said. Sometimes the scary things are beautiful as well and the more beauty you find in them the less scary they’ll become.
  • Dont give up now. Chances are your best kiss, your hardest laugh and your greatest day are still yet to come.
  • What a strange world. We trade our days for things.
  • Find something that makes you forget to eat and sleep and drink then do it until you die of thirst
  • Chase your stars, fool. Life is short.
I love how I find something that doesn’t really pertain to someone or being in love in general.

BOOK: MAD WOMAN by KAT SAVAGE


Goodreads: 40 pieces that capture her stream on conscious, her confessions, and her strange thoughts. In Mad Woman, she bears it all and embraces her madness driven by loneliness and disappointment.

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Highlights of the Book:

  • I have learned that it’s perfectly okay to wander as long as you never stop wondering.
  • I think I will find love one day. I think it will scare he shit out of me. I’m more frightened that I won’t know how to let it in and I will leave like I always do when things feel so intense. I don’t mind the hurt but the happy can be taken away and that scares me. I think I will find love one day. I will try to let it in.
  • Everyone is human but no one knows what it is to be human.
  • The boogeyman will sometimes look a lot like someone we know.
  • Everything leaves, even parts of yourself.
  • Do we ever really lose anything? Or is it somewhere else being exactly where it’s meant to be?
  • People die over and over again all the time. It’t the only way we can survive.
  • When you strip yourself of something people expect, of something they have decided is who you are, you become truly free. Don’t let them take you under. Don’t let them decide who you are before you’ve had the chance to.

 

Would I recommend the book? No. Although it’s quite short and you can finish it in 20 minutes, you might as well be reading somewhere else. But, make no mistake. There are some worthy lines such as the ones I handpicked at the top. 😀