Love & Misadventure (Collected Poems) | Lang Leav | ebook version | published 2013 by Andrews McMeel Publishing |
For she is his poet,
And he is her poetry.
Sometimes, what make us a poet is our feeling toward someone. Once, it happened to me. Once, i’ve had a boy as my poetry; every inspiration for my poetry. I fell for him. My mind filled with the thoughts of him; flooded. When i can’t take it anymore, i turn the thoughts-flood about him that’s been on my mind into writing. A poem. Then, couple of poems. Then, collected poems. I sealed it in a blue-cover book. For one day, after a night without sleep, when i feel i’m brave enough to face him and its done. I gave him the blue book and marked it as our good-bye. There, the blue book in his hand, i wish my feeling get through it. So he knew. So he noticed. And that time, it’s enough.
The story above is mine. Reading Lang Leav’s poems makes the story rushing back into my mind. I got the feeling back then again. The thump; weird feeling in my stomach; nervous; and hope. Lang’s poems maybe can be categorized as confessional poems. I guess her poems was about her love-experience. Her poems feels personal yet it’s universal that we, the reader, could feel as if it was our story. I guess the blurb was right. The journey from love to heartbreak to finding love again is personal yet universal.
When you read the poems, you might feel it as if it talks to you; revealing your personal love-experience you’ve been through. You might see him/her; the person of your love-objection. Then wish, if only he/she read this too, so your feeling get through them. Of course, you can quote the poems, give it to your love-objection. As for me, i’d like to quote one of the poems which the title is “Sea of Strangers’. If i could i would give it to my future husband. The future husband that for know i dont who’s he yet:
In a sea of strangers, you’ve longed to know me.
Your life spent sailing, to my shores.
The arms that yearn to someday hold me,
will ache beneath the heavy oars.
Please take your time and take it slowly;
as all you do, will run its course.
And nothing else can take what only—
was always meant as solely yours.
And there’s this poem called ‘Soul Mates’. I bet when you’re fallin in love to ‘the one’, you would feel it 🙂
I don’t know how you are so familiar to me—or why it feels less like I am getting to know you and more as though I am remembering who you are. How every smile, every whisper brings me closer to the impossible conclusion that I have known you before, I have loved you before—in another time, a different place—some other existence.
But the poem that totally win my heart, the poem that become my favorite of all the poems is the one called ‘Angels’.
It happens like this. One day you meet someone and for some inexplicable reason, you feel more connected to this stranger than anyone else—closer to them than your closest family. Perhaps because this person carries an angel within them—one sent to you for some higher purpose, to teach you an important lesson or to keep you safe during a perilous time. What you must do is trust in them—even if they come hand in hand with pain or suffering—the reason for their presence will become clear in due time.
Though here is a word of warning—you may grow to love this person but remember they are not yours to keep. Their purpose isn’t to save you but to show you how to save yourself. And once this is fulfilled, the halo lifts and the angel leaves their body as the person exits your life. They will be a stranger to you once more.
I heart Angels and remembering the time when i’ve found the one as described in the poem rightly. The one that has been my angel and now become my best-friend.
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