Wednesday, October 25, 2017

More Rupi Kaur

So, I know I just posted one of Rupi Kaur's poems. However, I just couldn't help myself. Here are a few more of her empowering verses...


how is it so easy for you 
to be kind to people he asked

milk and honey dripped
from my lips as i answered

cause people have not
been kind to me 

- rupi kaur


i don't know what living a balanced life feels like
when i am sad
 i don't cry i pour
when i am happy 
i don't smile i glow
when i am angry
i don't yell i burn
the good thing about feeling in extremes is
when i love i give them wings
but perhaps that isn't
such a good thing cause
they always tend to leave
and you should see me
when my heart is broken
i don't grieve
i shatter

- rupi kaur


we are all born 
so beautiful 

the greatest tragedy is
being convinced we are not

- rapi kaur

here's her instagram if you are interested in more

Thursday, October 12, 2017

"You are more than beautiful"

Since October 11th was just Day of the Girl, I decided it would be a good idea to share this one short but powerful poem. This poem is written by Rupi Kaur. I just recently discovered her and her work and I completely adore them! She just published another book of poems and proses a bit back if you were interested. I admire her because she spreads girl love through these meaningful lines of text. 

"You are more than beautiful"
By Rupi Kaur

i want to apologize to all the women

i have called pretty

before i've called them intelligent or brave.

i am sorry i made it sound as though

something as simple as what you're born with

is the most you have to be proud of

when your spirt has crushed mountains

from now on i will say things like, you are resilient

or, you are extraordinary.

not because i don't think you're pretty.

but because you are so much more than that

Tuesday, May 30, 2017

221B, By Vincent Starrett

Hello again! I really like this sonnet that was written about Sherlock Holmes and John Watson. 
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Vincent Starrett

Here dwell together still two men of note
Who never lived and so can never die:
How very near they seem, yet how remote
That age before the world went all awry.
But still the game's afoot for those with ears
Attuned to catch the distant  view-halloo:
England is England yet, for all our fears
Only those things the heart believes are true.

A yellow fog swirls past the window pane
As night descends upon this fabled street:
A lonely hansom splashes through the rain,
The ghostly gas lamps fail at twenty feet.
Here, though the world explode, these two survive,
And it is always eighteen ninety-five. 

Friday, May 12, 2017

12 More Broadway Songs You Must Listen To

Guess what I'm blogging about again! More Broadway songs that I adore(in no special order)! I highly recommend #12 & #5.

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1.) "The Room Where It Happens" from Hamilton

2.) "Agony" from Into The Woods

3.) "We Both Reached For The Gun" from Chicago

4.) "Cabinet Battle #2" from Hamilton

5.) "Waving Through a Window" from Dear Evan Hansen

6.) "Babkak, Omar, Aladdin, Kassim" from Aladdin

7.) "Another Day" from Rent

8.) "I Know Things Now" from Into The Woods

9.) "We're in the Money" from 42nd Street

10.) "Watch What Happens" from Newsies

11.) "Home" from Beauty and The Beast

12.) "Come to the Fun Home" from Fun Home

There you go! Some more songs to distract you from your work!

Thursday, May 11, 2017

Candles, by Carl Dennis

Hey, guys! Here's another poem I really enjoyed. This one is by Carl Dennis and is titled "Candles." 

By Carl Dennis

If on your grandmother's birthday you burn a candle
To honor her memory, you might think of burning an extra
To honor the memory of someone who never met her,
A man who may have come to the town she lived in
Looking for work and never found it.
Picture him taking a stroll one morning,
After a month of grief with the want ads,
To refresh himself in the park before moving on.
Suppose he notices on the gravel path the shards
Of a green glass bottle that your grandmother,
Then still a girl, will be destined to step on
When she wanders barefoot away from her school picnic
If he doesn't stoop down and scoop the mess up
With the want-ad section and carry it to a trash can.

For you to burn a candle for him
You needn't suppose the cut would be a deep one,
Just deep enough to keep her at home
The night of the hay ride when she meets Helen,
Who is soon to become her dearest friend,
Whose brother George, thirty years later,
Helps your grandfather with a loan so his shoe store
Doesn't go under in the Great Depression
And his son, your father, is able to stay in school
Where his love of learning is fanned into flames,
A love he labors, later, to kindle in you.

How grateful you are for your father's efforts
Is shown by the candles you've burned for him.
But today, for a change, why not a candle
For the man whose name is unknown to you? 
Take a moment to wonder whether he died at home
With friends and family or alone on the road,
On the look-out for no one to sit at his bedside
And hold his hand, the very hand
It's time for you to imagine holding. 

Interesting, right? A lot to think about in this one! 

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in], by E.E. Cummings

Lately, I have been reading a lot more poetry and trying to memorize them in my spare time. So, I thought I would share them with you all as I read them! Today I'm sharing with you E.E. Cummings poem titled "[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]." Personally, I read this because the title drew me in(it's a bit odd, isn't it?).Image result for ee cummings

[i carry your heart with me(i carry it in]
By E.E. Cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it 
in my heart) i am never without it(anywhere 
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done 
by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear no fate(for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant 
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

It's a bit funny, isn't it? You really don't see this writing style a lot. Hope you liked this poem! 

Sunday, February 19, 2017


Cinder (The Lunar Chronicles, #1)Title: "Cinder"
Author: Marissa Meyer
Published: January 3, 2012

My Review: 

Cinder is the first book of the Lunar Chronicles series. I first discovered this novel at a book fair and I was quickly interested in it because of its mash of science fiction and fairytales.  Personally, I love reading fairytale retellings and so far in my reading experience, the Lunar Chronicles is my favorite. I might even go as far to say that it is one of my favorite series(plus Harry Potter, of course). Cinder is a retelling of Cinderella. 16-year-old Cinder is considered a mistake by most of society and a burden by her stepmother and stepsisters. However, being a cyborg does have its benefits. Her brain interference has given her an ability to fix things. This affects her to become the best mechanic in New Beijing. This exact title brings Prince Kai himself to her booth one day at the market, needing her to repair a broken android. He jokes that it's "a matter of national security," however Cinder suspects there might be some truth behind his comment. Enough she wishes to help the prince, her plans are put on hold when her younger stepsister(who is the only family member who cares for her) is infected with the fatal illness that has been plaguing the Earth for a decade. Blaming Cinder for her daughter's illness, her stepmother volunteers Cinder's body for plague research. Which is an "honor" that no one has survived. However, it doesn't take long for the royal scientists to discover something strange about Cinder, something others would kill for.

At the moment, I have read the Lunar Chronicles twice now. I would give this book 5 out of 5 stars, hands down. This is an amazing series. The science fiction and the fantasy are perfect. Meyer has created wonderful and powerful characters who you can fall in love with immediately. She created a complex storyline that is perfectly planned throughout the books. Everyone should read this book. The series include Cinder, Scarlett, Cress, Winter, Fairest(prequel), and Stars Above(filled with short stories). The Goodreads profile is linked above and I hope you take my advice and read this book. Enjoy getting lost in this magical and alien world.