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3.61 AVERAGE
3.61 AVERAGE
This is really annoying as fuck. The writing was simple, can never be considered poetry. AND IT IS SO CLICHE AND CRINGE
emotional
reflective
sad
tense
fast-paced
Favorite Quotes:
“a restless nightmare.
my mental walls are crashing down on me
wide awake in this nightmarish thought
please save me from my own mind” pg. 23
“when snow melts
the flowers grow again” pg. 29
“Monday after 6.
awkwardness and tension
short questions met with short answers
communicating without communication
or comprehension
no understanding
we are no longer
who we were before
neither friend nor foe
nothing, no one
just two strangers
who used to know
one another” pg. 54
“the women.
thank you to the women
who never get a thank-you
thank you to the women
who never get acknowledged
thank you for your softness
thank you for your toughness
thank you for your strength
your endurance
your ability to take pain
and transform it into power” pg. 74
“the social media.
don’t drink their water
don’t sip from their wells
show no interest in what they offer
stop buying what they’re selling
silence their lies
by not listening at all
remove them from your timelines
block their accounts
don’t repost
don’t like
don’t bookmark
don’t screenshot
beware of deceitful people
exploiting your vulnerabilities
while filling their pockets
by your desire to have the quick fix
for your heartache that they’ve promised
to provide but never do” pg. 84
“bits of broken.
break my heart
and you’ll find fragments
of all the love letters
i wrote to you
on each shattered piece” pg. 97
“assist.
she doesn’t always
have to save herself
the queen doesn’t have to be
content with standing alone
being strong doesn’t have
to feel lonely
it’s okay to let someone take care of you
while you work on loving yourself” pg. 116
“all the tales we tell.
incapable of facing the painful reality
of a love that’s been lost
we lie in the form of false memories
re-creating disaster and chaos
into beautiful moments
that never happened” pg. 120
“no restriction.
your independence is not
some curse or restriction
your independence doesn’t have
to be an excuse as to why you’re single
you still deserve to be loved correctly
your independence should be celebrated
and supported while in a relationship
being independent doesn’t make you unlovable
being independent doesn’t mean
you always have to fight alone
independent women still deserve
the deepest love
and wanting to be loved
and cared for
doesn’t have to compromise
a woman’s strength and independence” pg. 123
“the pages of my favorite book
between my fingers
my morning bliss
has just begun” pg. 127
“it’s evident.
something within you
is hurting, you’re in pain
and it shows in the songs
you relate to
the quotes and poetry
you double-tap on social media
and of course it’s evident
from the way these words make you feel
but things do change, as you know
things do get better and they will” pg. 145
“i see a lifetime in brown eyes.
the morning comes too soon
your eyes a weary shade of brown
your hair twisted and tangled
restless and yet you smile
the sun rises on your face
shining brighter than before
you lean in to whisper “i love you”
but in this moment, i love you more” pg. 161
“child of the moon.
you are a living extension
of the moon in the night
a light that shines the brightest
during the darkness” pg. 212
“starlit.
count the stars
that live within yourself
you’re brighter than you know” pg. 246
“no longer.
after begging for a truth
that has been kept from you
emotional exhaustion sets in
you’ve been strong but now
you’re tired of being lied to
you’re tired of being denied
the respect that you’ve fought for
while fighting for a space in their life
the begging and pleading
is replaced with the silence of anger
the silence of resentment
the silence that seems the loudest
as your refusal to speak
screams of your disappointment
and your newfound commitment
to yourself
a silent declaration of the desire
to now detach your heart
from the heart that hurts you
after demanding the truth for so long
you’ve reached your breaking point” pg. 261
““potion.
she refused to be anyone’s cup of tea
she was more so the finest glass of whiskey” pg. 270
“the carving of.
you’ve written your initials
on my soul
your love, carved into me” pg. 306
“steel curtain.
protect your energy
understand that not everyone
who wants you
deserves you
protect your peace of mind
understand that most people
don’t even deserve to be a thought” pg. 328
“hell in mind.
we carry around hell
in the form of memories
moments shared with people
who no longer mean anything
to our lives” pg. 346
“a restless nightmare.
my mental walls are crashing down on me
wide awake in this nightmarish thought
please save me from my own mind” pg. 23
“when snow melts
the flowers grow again” pg. 29
“Monday after 6.
awkwardness and tension
short questions met with short answers
communicating without communication
or comprehension
no understanding
we are no longer
who we were before
neither friend nor foe
nothing, no one
just two strangers
who used to know
one another” pg. 54
“the women.
thank you to the women
who never get a thank-you
thank you to the women
who never get acknowledged
thank you for your softness
thank you for your toughness
thank you for your strength
your endurance
your ability to take pain
and transform it into power” pg. 74
“the social media.
don’t drink their water
don’t sip from their wells
show no interest in what they offer
stop buying what they’re selling
silence their lies
by not listening at all
remove them from your timelines
block their accounts
don’t repost
don’t like
don’t bookmark
don’t screenshot
beware of deceitful people
exploiting your vulnerabilities
while filling their pockets
by your desire to have the quick fix
for your heartache that they’ve promised
to provide but never do” pg. 84
“bits of broken.
break my heart
and you’ll find fragments
of all the love letters
i wrote to you
on each shattered piece” pg. 97
“assist.
she doesn’t always
have to save herself
the queen doesn’t have to be
content with standing alone
being strong doesn’t have
to feel lonely
it’s okay to let someone take care of you
while you work on loving yourself” pg. 116
“all the tales we tell.
incapable of facing the painful reality
of a love that’s been lost
we lie in the form of false memories
re-creating disaster and chaos
into beautiful moments
that never happened” pg. 120
“no restriction.
your independence is not
some curse or restriction
your independence doesn’t have
to be an excuse as to why you’re single
you still deserve to be loved correctly
your independence should be celebrated
and supported while in a relationship
being independent doesn’t make you unlovable
being independent doesn’t mean
you always have to fight alone
independent women still deserve
the deepest love
and wanting to be loved
and cared for
doesn’t have to compromise
a woman’s strength and independence” pg. 123
“the pages of my favorite book
between my fingers
my morning bliss
has just begun” pg. 127
“it’s evident.
something within you
is hurting, you’re in pain
and it shows in the songs
you relate to
the quotes and poetry
you double-tap on social media
and of course it’s evident
from the way these words make you feel
but things do change, as you know
things do get better and they will” pg. 145
“i see a lifetime in brown eyes.
the morning comes too soon
your eyes a weary shade of brown
your hair twisted and tangled
restless and yet you smile
the sun rises on your face
shining brighter than before
you lean in to whisper “i love you”
but in this moment, i love you more” pg. 161
“child of the moon.
you are a living extension
of the moon in the night
a light that shines the brightest
during the darkness” pg. 212
“starlit.
count the stars
that live within yourself
you’re brighter than you know” pg. 246
“no longer.
after begging for a truth
that has been kept from you
emotional exhaustion sets in
you’ve been strong but now
you’re tired of being lied to
you’re tired of being denied
the respect that you’ve fought for
while fighting for a space in their life
the begging and pleading
is replaced with the silence of anger
the silence of resentment
the silence that seems the loudest
as your refusal to speak
screams of your disappointment
and your newfound commitment
to yourself
a silent declaration of the desire
to now detach your heart
from the heart that hurts you
after demanding the truth for so long
you’ve reached your breaking point” pg. 261
““potion.
she refused to be anyone’s cup of tea
she was more so the finest glass of whiskey” pg. 270
“the carving of.
you’ve written your initials
on my soul
your love, carved into me” pg. 306
“steel curtain.
protect your energy
understand that not everyone
who wants you
deserves you
protect your peace of mind
understand that most people
don’t even deserve to be a thought” pg. 328
“hell in mind.
we carry around hell
in the form of memories
moments shared with people
who no longer mean anything
to our lives” pg. 346
I wanted to love this book. Unfortunately, I struggled to read it. There was no natural flow and reading each new poem felt like a stop and start activity. I believe this style of poetry is better read out loud and for that I can't be too upset. However, I also found a lot of the poems to be the same just written differently. It truly felt like I was reading the same poem over and over.
There were a few poems I liked, but none that really spoke to me.
I am definitely disappointed, I don't often rate books low, so this is just all around a bummer.
I would not recommend this book to my friends.
There were a few poems I liked, but none that really spoke to me.
I am definitely disappointed, I don't often rate books low, so this is just all around a bummer.
I would not recommend this book to my friends.
Where do I even start with this one?
The book consists almost entirely of one-liners.
Lots of these one liners had the same theme & the same words. (Sooo many poems about people not being deserving, broken but beautiful, daydreaming)
If the author would have chosen to collect those poems similar to each other, he would’ve ended up with actual poems, instead of empty one liners.
I may appear to be mad at the one liners but I’m not. What I’m truly mad about is the ego of the author.
Example:
“My response.
Fuck the writers
Who write irrelevant things
About me
Because they’re incapable
Of writing anything as relevant
As what I’ve written”
....bro, you’re poems are all the same,get over yourself and take a seat.
But that’s not the part that had me raging.
It was this:
“Arm raised.
[...] and most of the hate
I’ve received from other writers
Is derived from
Their inability to achieve
What I’ve achieved”
He repeats the same things over and over and over again. You’ve wondered if you haven’t read this poem already..they all sound the same.
The fake deep hides the fact, that his poems have no real content. Hes super busy telling you how many people do not deserve him, how women are basically god and the feminism is so heavy on this, that it makes me question if it’s real.
To underline my reason for rating this book the way I did:
“Aqua.
Drink more water
And stay away from people
With negative attitudes
And petty behavior”
All in all, pretty underwhelming &overrated.
The book consists almost entirely of one-liners.
Lots of these one liners had the same theme & the same words. (Sooo many poems about people not being deserving, broken but beautiful, daydreaming)
If the author would have chosen to collect those poems similar to each other, he would’ve ended up with actual poems, instead of empty one liners.
I may appear to be mad at the one liners but I’m not. What I’m truly mad about is the ego of the author.
Example:
“My response.
Fuck the writers
Who write irrelevant things
About me
Because they’re incapable
Of writing anything as relevant
As what I’ve written”
....bro, you’re poems are all the same,get over yourself and take a seat.
But that’s not the part that had me raging.
It was this:
“Arm raised.
[...] and most of the hate
I’ve received from other writers
Is derived from
Their inability to achieve
What I’ve achieved”
He repeats the same things over and over and over again. You’ve wondered if you haven’t read this poem already..they all sound the same.
The fake deep hides the fact, that his poems have no real content. Hes super busy telling you how many people do not deserve him, how women are basically god and the feminism is so heavy on this, that it makes me question if it’s real.
To underline my reason for rating this book the way I did:
“Aqua.
Drink more water
And stay away from people
With negative attitudes
And petty behavior”
All in all, pretty underwhelming &overrated.
emotional
hopeful
reflective
dark
emotional
hopeful
reflective
sad
fast-paced
It isn’t often that a poetry book is written to empower women, to encourage the broken-hearted and to challenge its readers to love themselves more. This is, however, one such book. It urges people to be strong and to not settle for less than they deserve in either a partner or in life. This book highlights the importance of loving yourself and is a positive force in the battle for equality. I received an ARC in exchange for an honest review.
4/5 stars : highly recommended!
Originally posted on: The Quirky Book Nerd
*I received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for an honest review*
I am so conflicted over this collection of poetry. Having enjoyed the previous two collections of r.h. Sin’s work that I’ve read, I really wanted to love this one. And at first, I was once again pulled in by his words. Unfortunately, my expectations were a bit too high, and I ended up feeling very disappointed by this collection as a whole. The quality writing that I have come to expect from Sin is definitely there, but the power and impact of his words is severely lacking.
The biggest issue that I have with this compilation is how incredibly repetitive it is. At the very beginning, the poems are deceptively unique. They are extremely reminiscent of his previous works, but not so much that they are completely uninteresting to read. However, it quickly goes downhill, as each poem begins to feel like the last—variations of the same exact story. Nothing is inherently bad about the poems themselves—they are still well-written—but the ideas and themes in them repeat to the point of monotony.
This collection feels very much like it is made up of cookie cutter poetry instead of many distinct pieces that come together to form a unified work. Everything ties together, but this is due to the fact that each piece comes across like it is the same exact poem articulated in a different way. It sucks out all of the emotion in the message he is trying to convey through his words, and things begin to feel forced. The poems start feeling cheesy rather than meaningful, and they take on an unappealing hollowness.
There are still plenty of redeemable qualities about r.h. Sin’s poetry, particularly the general beauty of his words. With his talent, I feel as though he could easily do so much better than this. If he varied his topics, even staying within the theme of love, betrayal, and eventual empowerment, this would have been a much more interesting and impactful reading experience. This has caused me to lose some enthusiasm about reading Sin’s work, but I will still be giving some of his other collections a try.
*I received a copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for an honest review*
I am so conflicted over this collection of poetry. Having enjoyed the previous two collections of r.h. Sin’s work that I’ve read, I really wanted to love this one. And at first, I was once again pulled in by his words. Unfortunately, my expectations were a bit too high, and I ended up feeling very disappointed by this collection as a whole. The quality writing that I have come to expect from Sin is definitely there, but the power and impact of his words is severely lacking.
The biggest issue that I have with this compilation is how incredibly repetitive it is. At the very beginning, the poems are deceptively unique. They are extremely reminiscent of his previous works, but not so much that they are completely uninteresting to read. However, it quickly goes downhill, as each poem begins to feel like the last—variations of the same exact story. Nothing is inherently bad about the poems themselves—they are still well-written—but the ideas and themes in them repeat to the point of monotony.
This collection feels very much like it is made up of cookie cutter poetry instead of many distinct pieces that come together to form a unified work. Everything ties together, but this is due to the fact that each piece comes across like it is the same exact poem articulated in a different way. It sucks out all of the emotion in the message he is trying to convey through his words, and things begin to feel forced. The poems start feeling cheesy rather than meaningful, and they take on an unappealing hollowness.
There are still plenty of redeemable qualities about r.h. Sin’s poetry, particularly the general beauty of his words. With his talent, I feel as though he could easily do so much better than this. If he varied his topics, even staying within the theme of love, betrayal, and eventual empowerment, this would have been a much more interesting and impactful reading experience. This has caused me to lose some enthusiasm about reading Sin’s work, but I will still be giving some of his other collections a try.
adventurous
challenging
emotional
hopeful
informative
inspiring
mysterious
reflective
sad
fast-paced