Day 344: Words – an unintentional poem

If writing is a skill, I fear I have lost it.
The words don’t dance in my head anymore,
Instead, they remain silenced by the walls I build to keep them safe
How was I to know that in protecting my heart, my joys
I locked them so far away that I can’t reach them.

The memories taunt me.
Words so bright, so alive, they sang with the colours of life.
Moments so pure, that when I looked in the Ocean of words,
My true reflection stared back- scars and laugh lines mapping my life

Now that face is lost behind so may layers of fear and doubts,
Drowned so deep, in this shadow of a life,
A specter of the whole,
Too afraid to live, to be honest, to cause ripples.
To speak the truth of who I am…

These words uttered in desperation, lost and singular
Hanging between one breath and the next
Layers and layers of meanings, of needs, of wants
Hidden in simplistic denotations of a virtual whole,
Words laid bare for the world to see.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: A repost of a poem from another site, my online portfolio page ( Below is the orginal write up I had with it. 

This poem is a draft that just came up, as I was trying to write a blog post for today. I have been putting so much importance on writing for the blog, that I have forgotten how to write. I used to write everyday and now the thought of writing scares me. In my head and heart, I fear that I am not good enough – which is really frustrating because I do not write to be good but write because it heals and because I love it.

I never realized how hard it is to rebuild a relationship after you break it…….


Day 319: I Dream of Flames

If I could be anything, I would be fire,
stirring the heart, so it would never tire.

Buring brightly and hot, a temptation for all,
but alas, only the strongest would not fall.

Within my flames, all the colours would reside,
passionately devouring the lies that we hide.

Flames mesmerize with reflections of truth and beauty,
burn off the hardened layers of your simplicity.

Smoke signals like coded messages to the skies,
challenging the sleeping souls to rise.

Dance of flickering light, pass your first test,
gaze deeply in and seek your life’s quest.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

AN: Inspired by this beautiful video, shared on my friend’s Facebook. The video is Elementalist Lux Login Theme by Bruno Kuran. As I watched the changing faces; the fire persona struck me with its blend of peace, rage and “badassery” (I tried to find a better word) just spoke to me.

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