Day 366: The End

A journey started with trepidation,
the weight of so much expectation.

How could I have said yes to this year,
was I drunk?! It’s a bit unclear!

Three hundred and sixty-six days to complete,
a challenge that is a bit too bittersweet.

For finding my voice and words once more,
means accepting I had thrown them away before.

The challenge was not to find words on a page
but seek the truths that would keep me engaged.

For this poet is just a person who is searching,
finding True North, so she can get her bearings.

And although this year may be at an end,
this poetic heart has finally started to mend.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Apologies for the earlier post – Today is a busy day for my family, it is my dad’s memorial day. I had started the poem yesterday with the hopes of having it scheduled to go. Unfortunately, yesterday got away from me with errands and all the prep work for today. Totally forgot about the scheduled post until I received a notification. So apologies for the “double” post.


Day 365: Unbreakable Ties

We are together in every moment,
by my side, you may not stay,
the heart does not see any distance,
nor any debts to repay.

Bound not rules of obligation,
but strands formed from love and memories,
and then further fortified by passion,
a rope built with shared stories.

Pull the cord as far as it will go,
keeping the faith that love is limitless,
stretch this connection as you grow,
seeking and finding your greatness.

Know I will always be in your corner,
no matter what turns you take,
even when our thoughts seem to differ,
I will stand by you, and not be fake.

For when you think you have the end,
it is always right beside you,
a broken piece, so easy to mend,
until the web once again new.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: My friend, Sandra, gave me this topic as a challenge. I hope I did it justice.

Day 362: Therapy

I am weighed down
by the words unsaid
between us and the
expectations of
accommodations we
are afraid to ask.

Knowing that in the
asking is the admittance
that we were not as we
once believed ourselves to be,
and time had not been the
friend, we imagined forever knowing.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Day 360: Joyful Sounds

A day of respite,
from the troubles of yesterday,
a moment with loved ones,
to show how they brighten
your way.

It’s the silence,
that follows a thoughtful meal,
the looks of contentment,
that need no words
of hurray.

A warm laugh,
followed by a loving touch,
for jokes heard too often
but that sound like new,
on this day.

The world so different,
but filled with selfless love
my wish is for joyful sounds,
keep on coming,
you way.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: 6 days to go – wow


Day 358: The Moon’s Awakening

Cast in the silvery glow of the moon,
I see the truths I kept hidden,
the lies I took comfort in believing
and the people who found joy in my pain.

Cast in the silvery ray of the moon,
I see the silver threads of power in my skin,
the light of the universe reflected in my eyes,
and the strength of my words.

Cast in the silvery light of the moon,
I finally understand I am magic,
the embodiment of stardust, and dreams
filled with the brilliance of life.

Cast in the silvery intensity of the moon,
I see the truth I ignored,
that I am the sun, radiating light
and illuminating the dark of the moon.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Written as part of a series of poems I wrote for a client. I ended up giving her the one that spoke the most to her journey but fell in love with all of them.  

Day 356: The Reason I am Probably Still Single

I don’t get it,
no matter the angle
from which I consider
the question,
that blind faith
by which you connect
the future to an
unknown element,
another heart.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: The Cynic…

So just two poems came to me, one right after the other – Yesterday’s post on love (romantic view) and today’s post (my cynical view). I find it interesting that they followed one another.