Week 3/2018: Empty

You asked me for a place in my heart,
I didn’t know how to tell you,
I had no pieces left.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy


Day 307: Stumble

Why do I stumble over my words,
in this mad desire to be heard.

Staggering, fast and without pause,
nervous that you will notice the flaws.

Reason and emotion stand on opposite ends,
pretending that they don’t have the same intent.

If I can survive this night, my heart intact,
then maybe I will, finally, no longer react.

To words others say, our names always combined,
the past, by which, I no longer chose to be defined.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Day 152: Break

You dare when you have a straight path,
but roads can change and lines become blurred.
A untended way becomes a trap,
and clarity is lost.
Let me remain hidden in this jungle,
of broken dreams and unfulfilled promises.
Until I can carve a new way,
with a machete forged in belief and love.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Day 58: My Story

Fear digs its claws in, as my scream burrows deeper.
The wings of the beast, rake my heart
Burning me from the inside out
Tears fall softly,
Salting the inside of my mouth


As the voice rushes out, the air escapes
Stealing the story, sealing the pain
An exhale of breath… a suspended gasp…

Inhale… grasp at the words

Exhale… lose more of your tale

Inhale… take in the despair that surrounds

Exhale… watch your soul fracture

Chest expanding, wings growing,
A cocoon in the drapery of dark,
Of night,
Of all that is left

Fragments, residues and pieces of a whole life story


© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Day 21: Lost

Where do I go?
When the words in my heart dry out.
The reservoir of knowledge,
Slowly disappearing to doubts.
In these letters, I see my fate
Words running together without break,
Without stop.
Falling endlessly into
Cycles of missed connections,
Lost meanings and vapid lyrics.
Sound overriding emotion,
Until words are
A thing to be,
Not someone to become.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy