
Reviews

it was a pretty decent ride. The last pages though, those were where it really started to shine. It's like the author saved the best for last or something. So, yeah, good enough but not quite hype-worthy, you feel me?

it was worse than i thought :/

When will the flowers wilt π

*3.5 For some reason, I didnβt like this collection as much as I did the first. There were some poems that absolutely took my breath away, but also some that seemed mediocre. Still love Rupi though; I love her spirit and how she supports women. And I loved this but the first still takes the cake for me!

Reading Rupi Kaur's 'The Sun and Her Flowers' was like reading a friend's forwarded message on Whatsapp. It felt intimate but shallow. My opinion is unpopular this time; although I enjoyed a couple of poems, shared it with my family and friends, I couldn't stop rolling my eyes quite a few times. I admit that I told myself often, "Gosh. This sounds like my life." Perhaps, that's when I also told myself that I had been abysmally melodramatic, cliched, and impressionable too. Is Rupi Kaur really writing poems? Is she really making non-poetry lovers fall in love with 'poems'? I don't know. Those questions make me wonder what a 'real poem' is. The run-on sentences, complete omission of punctuation rules, and the threadbare themes almost made me swear to not consume poems like these anymore. However, I can't say well. At the cost of sounding pretentious, I admit that I had problems with Walt Whitman's 'Song of Myself'. I don't quite agree with Rupi Kaur's too. Maybe, I must take a break from poetry for a while until the right one chooses to reach me.

I actually Don't Really understand This type of Poetry

3.5 stars

annotated this book for my crush <3

so cringe and unoriginal for the most part honestly..

Another wonderful discovery for me. While I did not fall as deeply in love with "The Sun and Her Flowers", as I did with "Milk and Honey", it still felt like my soul and heart found themselves in those words and pages, and I felt healed the more I dived into it.

Book #80 Read in 2017 The Sun and Her Flowers by Rupi Kaur Another book borrowed from one of my students, this book of poetry is again a young woman's emotional journey. I liked this one better than the author's previous work. I felt the voice was that of a stronger female than in the first book and there were less naughty drawings (which I felt were a bit overdue for shock value in the first one) in this book.

SOME AMAZING UNFORGETTABLE QUOTES: " they leave and act like it never happened they come back and act like they never left - ghosts" "why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it" " and the new day came the show must go on said the sun life does not stop for anybody it drags you by the legs whether you want to move forward or not that is the gift life will force you to forget how you long for them your skin will shed till there is not a single part of you left theyβve touched your eyes finally just your eyes not the eyes which held them you will make it to the end of what is only the beginning go on open the door to the rest of it - time" "i notice everything i do not have and decide it is beautiful" "yesterday when i woke up the sun fell to the ground and rolled away flowers beheaded themselves all thatβs left alive here is me and i barely feel like living - depression is a shadow living inside me" "a lot of times we are angry at other people for not doing what we should have done for ourselves - responsibility" "they did not tell me it would hurt like this no one warned me about the heartbreak we experience with friends where are the albums i thought there were no songs sung for it i could not find the ballads or read the books dedicated to writing the grief we fall into when friends leave it is the type of heartache that does not hit you like a tsunami it is a slow cancer the kind that does not show up for months has no visible signs is an ache here" "i hear a thousand kind words about me and it makes no difference yet i hear one insult and all confidence shatters - focusing on the negative" "when snow falls i long for grass when grass grows i walk all over it when leaves change color i beg for flowers when flowers bloom i pick them - unappreciative" "this place makes me the kind of exhausted that has nothing to do with sleep and everything to do with the people around me - introvert" "like the rainbow after the rain joy will reveal itself after sorrow" "yes it is possible to hate and love someone at the same time i do it to myself every day" "what is stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still lives" "this is the recipe of life said my mother as she held me in her arms as i wept think of those flowers you plant in the garden each year they will teach you that people too must wilt fall root rise in order to bloom" "borders are man-made they only divide us physically donβt let them make us turn on each other - we are not enemies" "my mother sacrificed her dreams so i could dream" "a man who cries - a gift" "what good am i if i do not fill the plates of the ones who fed me but fill the plates of strangers - family" "their concept of beauty is manufactured i am not - human"

This book brought me to tears. Kaur explores different topics in such beautiful, intricate ways that it leaves the reader awestruck. Her work is capable of saving lives.

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when death takes my hand i will hold you with the other and promise to find you in every lifetime -rupi kaur This book was so beautiful and the poems were just, heartbreaking. There were quite a lot of topics inside The Sun and Her Flowers but somehow, everything flowed nicely. A lovely read π

Definitely will read this again. This is one of the first poetry books I have read. β‘

This was a really fast read and I think the wording is truly beautiful. There were some poems that helped me heal and I really appreciate that.

I really love Rupi Kaurβs poems! They open the mind and give you such an energetic and pure happiness to be a woman. Even when there are some rather darker poems which have severe theme's. I feel energetic after this read and think more gentle and greatly about my female power of mind.

This was a pretty short read - and I'm glad I read it, but I don't think I could ever read it again.

βwe have been dying since we got here and forgot to enjoy the view - live fullyβ Immensely powerful.

I don't think this is a 3 star book - 2.5 really, lots of break up poetry and simple line drawings, but I did like the poems about her family. A quick, light poetry read.

Stunning Poetry and Beautiful Illustrations.

Itβs amazing how can someone pour their life in the pages of a book. At one point, reading βThe sun and her flowersβ almost feels like youβre invading the life of the author. Itβs a pretty good read once again (a little bit happier than βMilk and honeyβ though).

** spoiler alert ** I like the fact that Rupi Kaur writes poems about everything and I like the meaning behind them. I liked the ones where she talked about her mother and some others. BUT I had a feeling that I was reading just beautiful sentences and some of them for me weren't really poems. What can I say, it's modern poetry. You like it or you don't.
Highlights

take the compliment
do not shy away from
another thing that belongs to you

to heal
you have to get to the root of the wound
and kiss it all the way up

what is the greatest lesson a woman should learn
that since day one
sheβs already had everything she needs within herself
itβs the world that convinced her she did not

you are a mirror
if you continue to starve yourself of love
youβll only meet people whoβll starve you too
if you soak yourself in love
the universe will hand you those
whoβll love you too
β a simple math

how do i shake this envy
when i see you doing well
sister how do i love myself enough to know
your accomplishments are not my failures
β we are not each otherβs competition

the day you have everything
i hope you remember
when you had nothing

it was when i stopped searching for home within others
and lifted the foundations of home within myself
i found there were no roots more intimate
than those between a mind and body
that have decided to be whole

trust your body
it reacts to right and wrong
better than your mind does
β it is speaking to you

learning to not envy
someone elseβs blessings
is what grace looks like

to hate
is an easy lazy thing
but to love
takes strength everyone has
but not all are willing to practice

i will no longer
compare my path to others
β i refuse to do a disservice to my life

i woke up thinking the work was done
i would not have to practice today
how naive to think healing was that easy
when there is no end point
no finish line to cross
healing is everyday work

when i hit the rock bottom
that exists after the rock bottom
and no rope or hand appeared
i wondered
what if nothing wants me
because i do not want me
β i am both the poison and the antidote

yes
it is possible
to hate and love someone
at the same time
i do it to myself
every day

i will not subject myself to their ideology
cause slut shaming is rape culture
virgin praising is rape culture
i am not a mannequin in the window of your favorite shop
you canβt dress me up or throw me out when i am worn
you are not a cannibal
your actions are not my responsibility
you will control yourself

like the rainbow
after the rain
joy will reveal itself
after sorrow

you do not just wake up and become the butterfly
β growth is a process

this place makes me
the kind of exhausted that has
nothing to do with sleep
and everything to do with
the people around me
β introvert

i hear a thousand kind words about me
and it makes no difference
yet i hear one insult
and all confidence shatters
β focusing on the negative

you are waiting for someone
who is not coming back
meaning
you are living your life
hoping that someone will realize
they canβt live theirs without you
β realizations donβt work like that

they leave
and act like it never happened
they come back
and act like they never left
β ghosts

day by day i realize
everything i miss about you
was never there in the first place
β the person i fell in love with was a mirage

what do i care
if you love me
or miss me
or need me
when you arenβt doing anything about it
if iβm not the love of your life
iβll be the greatest loss instead

youβre everywhere
except right here
and it hurts