A Poet's Journey by Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
A snapchat story and filter add-on, to make time pass on this line that keeps going on, Size up the competition, to see who can run because when that door opens, friend, there are none, got to get that deal before it is gone! © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
I am too cold to care, I miss the summer air, Can I stay curled up in my blankets, maniacally chomping on a box of chocolates? Oh man, do you know what winter does to my hair?!?! © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
Was it the black dress with the heels, On which picture did I truly appeal? Tease the hair to bounce joyfully, connected with words light and airy. Did I cut my hair since that photo? Darn it, do my gray strands show? Does this makeup look too old-? Nah, red lipstick says I am bold.… Continue reading Day 313: Red Lipstick (First Date Anticipation part 2)
Knock knock on the door, monsters and goblins galore. Little faces blend in night, Oh, what a scary sight, when that baby lion roars. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: I am a weird person. Hate scary movies, love Halloween. Terrified of ghosts but love the chill of the Hallows Eve. I am a conundrum, but I am… Continue reading Day 305: Happy Halloween
A stolen glance and nervous smile, Shaky hellos, through which you beguile. "Tell me about yourself?" you ask, And my weak heart did bask, In the glow of eyes so attentive, that they totally missed the motive. Pen and paper did align, on a slip of credit to be signed, Until I was stuck looking… Continue reading Day 208: How I Met You…Jimmy
When you mix charisma, will, and wisdom, You end up with a very fierce threesome. Getting lost in Toronto, following our own tempo. Moving to the beat of #teamawesome! © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: A fun little limerick for a group of my friends and our joke about having our own theme song. Hope they enjoy… Continue reading Day 198: #teamawesome
"Your stars tell me he will meet you on a train," Overjoyed, I ran out before I could ascertain, which track would lead to my destined mate. Now I suffer the cruelest of fates. Because I love but we met on the plane. © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy AN: Those who know me, know that sometimes I… Continue reading Day 175: My Psychic Told Me
Let's start this poem off right, Words that inspire others to see the light, Forgotten moments wrapped in prose, Pen to paper, with nothing to lose Damn this title sucks- in hindsight!!! © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
Dear sunlight, Why are you so bright? My hangover can't handle this sight, Do you mind if we meet after tonight? © Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
