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57/2017: Lessons from my Mother (3): The Secret of Friendship

She told me,
the only friends I would need,
would be those who were blinded
by the light they saw in my eyes,
and whose light blinded me.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

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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.

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Day 248: The Undefinable (Sandra)

When silence held my tongue,
you undid the stitches that
woven across my lips.

As I tried to crack open,
windows in trapped rooms,
I had built around myself,
you reminded me that
I was already outside.

I imagine you like the wind,
catching us up in your current,
but you quickly become the sun,
calm and warming.

Sometimes you are the storm,
urging me to move,
to steer the ship
upon which I had lazily
set sail.

Other days you are the sea,
the soulful waves upon
which I can rest my
hurting heart.

But alway you are
a force of love and guidance.
A friend with no compare.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: To start, I need to apologise, this poem was supposed to go up on May 16, but I couldn’t get in the right headspace to create it. I couldn’t help the amount of pressure I put on myself to finish it. Sandra is the only one of my best friends group from high school, who is not in Toronto. Distance, coupled with her aversion to social media (though we are wearing her down) means I don’t always get the chance to tell her how special she is. So when I get the chance, I want every word to be perfect.

You ever have that friend, who is both your biggest cheerleader and person who will tell you off in a heartbeat. That’s my best friend, Sandra. We became friends in Grade 10 when I ended up missing almost a month of classes because of surgeries. I was in a panic about catching up when Janny, told me to ask Sandra. It turned out Sandra was in EVERY SINGLE ONE of my classes. We connected over shared notes and had been best friends since.

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Day 192: Crêpes Saturdays

Shall we meet for a minute,
talk about life and love,
the crazy little bits
that only we understand.

The lightness of each bite,
an echo of our hearts,
and the joy in seeing the other,

Let the sweetness of our words,
blend with the bitterness of the chocolate,
lusciously melting from the fork.

By the time we are done,
our worlds will align again,
secrets revealed will vanish
as the crepes on our plate.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

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