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
57/2017: Lessons from my Mother (3): The Secret of Friendship
Tag: Poetry
52/2017: Greedy
I don’t want your days and nights,
let the sun and the moon claim them,
Instead, I only ask to be
the very air in your lungs,
living and dying
in every moment you exhale.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: I haven’t posted for two days, and it made me consider what I wanted to do now that the 2016 challenge was over – I have been on a bit of auto-pilot with the poems – just in that I am trying to challenge myself to grow, learn and expand my horizons. I will be making some changes to the blog.
48/2017: Travel Wishes
For every step, you leave in the sand,
I hope you carry the breath of the land,
in the deepest part of your heart.
For every hand, you embrace in warmth,
I wish that you feel the vigorous and steady,
beat of their heart across your palm.
For every smile you give and receive,
I pray that you see the strength and will,
that guided each corner of the mouth in welcome.
For every place, you leave,
I hope you understand that it remains,
a part of the map of you.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: I have a group of friends heading off to Thailand, want to wish them a safe and wonderful trip. When I was stuck in my head yesterday, she told me to write about what I wished out of my trip and traveling. So, I thought, well what do I wish for her and them 🙂
I hope they have an excellent time and safe travels with lots of love, laughter, and adventure.
Event: Individuality in Identity
Really excited to share this news with you all!
I will be presenting my poems and speaking at a literary event on Friday February 24, 2017 at the Creeds Coffee Bar.
The event, “Finding Individuality in Identity: Explorations of Literature,” organized by Sri Lankans Without Borders seeks to explore the how we create, understand and speak about identity in a multicultural world.
I am also very excited to be sharing the stage with 4 other talented artists/ writers and hearing their thoughts and conceptions of Identity.
Please join us on February 24, 2017, at Creeds Coffee Bar to explore the themes of culture, individuality, and identity.
Hope to see you out there,
Manivillie
38/2017: Titles
I can never think of titles
maybe because my words are too
used to running untamed
without definition and ownership.
Or maybe I hate titles,
because they ask me to think
about what I am trying to say,
instead of what you tell me
I am speaking about?
But then again, maybe I only
hate titles, because they signify
the end of the poem and the
beginning of trying to classify it.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
36/2017: Worlds of Words
There are so many beautiful words in the world,
but you only give me the ones that show your ugly fear.
There are so many powerful words in the world,
but you only speak the ones that show your weakness.
There are so many kind words in the world,
but you only allow the ones that demean to escape your lips.
There are so many loving words in the world,
but you only surround yourself in the ones that breed hate.
There are so many words in the worlds,
maybe it is time I stopped listening to yours.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
35/2017: Set Free
Open my mind,
bring down my walls
let the demons run
free, no longer partitioned
by the walls of the mazes
in my heart.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
