A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
Busy minds hide lonely hearts. Busy minds silence unspoken needs. Busy minds keep anxious minds busy. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: How is everyone doing in this time of Covid quarantine? I am trying to enjoy the stillness and moments of quiet - which is very very different for me.
They taught you to be everyone but yourself. An angel, vixen, girlfriend, wife, and mother. they told you to live as an adjunt the supportive trunk to everyone's dream while you buried yours roots to a great foundation. They told you to love everyone but yourself. To give and give until every ounce of you… Continue reading When You Remember
I am my greatest love story. My most inspired creation. The path out of the darkness. I am the power that I forgot. Driven down by doubts. Guided by blue lights. Expressions of truth. I am one with my purpose. Genesis neverending. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
You taught me how to get over you. My heart stopped racing with every text, no longer hurting when they weren't yours. I stopped expecting to be your first or last thought, making peace with being an afterthought. I learned not to listen for your concern no longer replaying words for hidden messages. My tongue… Continue reading Your Greatest Lesson
I fell in love with you, not in the moments where we held each other, but in the absences I filled with longing. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: Falling in love has been one of life's greatest mysteries for me. I don't know if I have the ability, faith, or strength to surrender control, live in the unknowing.… Continue reading Waiting
They don’t understand. they can try stealing my magic, But it is the infinite will of the universe. Recharging and replenishing. Connected to a neverending stream that fuels the light in the expanse. They don’t understand. They cannot steal what is freely given. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
I am not the girl you rescue, but that doesn't mean I am not looking for someone who can slay dragons. Just in my version, we would slay each others' monsters. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
You asked me for a place in my heart, I didn’t know how to tell you, I had no pieces left. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
You may give me pain but you can never hurt me, that privilege is reserved for those who have burrowed into this masochistic heart. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: I have truly missed challenging myself and posting. Thus, I am very excited to share this poem - these words have been in my head all week,… Continue reading Week 2/ 2018: Cracked
She is the tempest, strong and bold, sometimes reckless, a wish you cannot hold. The power of her heart, a sight to behold, touches all with her art, she breaks every mould. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: For my niece Shahithya (Shasha) who is 14 today, but much to her displeasure remains 8 in my eyes.
