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Dead To Me

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Where once there was the image of your face There's now a gaping hole, an open space When once I heard the beauty in your voice There is a deafness there, and it's by choice Where once there were your words in beauty wreathed There is a darkened shroud they have bequeathed When once there was the brilliance of your smile There is but bitter taste of vilest bile Where once there was the comfort of your arms There is but thorns in place of all the charms When once there was the pleasure of your kiss There is but sound of demons' awful hiss You were alive, but dead you are to me I'll exorcise your ghost, and be set free!! Eileen Manassian

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 2/28/2016 1:53:00 PM

- Great written, with dark shadows Eileen - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

White Sage

Date: 2/28/2016 3:27:00 AM

this is a deep sonnet, expressing so much sadness, when love dies, the ghost never resembles the real man, never...excellent write Eileen, as always

Timothy Hicks

Date: 2/27/2016 9:44:00 PM

NEWS ALERT: This Just In, Eileen's back in town ... and she's brought with her poems abound :) "There is a deafness there, and it's by choice" ... love should never grow cold, but should only grow richer and brighter overtime. How sad that this happens. That a lover becomes a ghost ... and yet still remains alive. Very deep and expressive, Eileen.

Caycay Jennings

Date: 2/27/2016 1:31:00 PM

I know this man and wrote similar poems for him! I think you captured the 'aftermath' feeling so incredibly well! A 7 ... CayCay (your poems echo my feelings so often. some of your poems have actually explained some of my feelings to me. as a poet, I think that is one of the greatest compliments I can give another poet)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2016 1:59:00 PM

My dear sweet, CayCay...I can't thank you enough...for everything! You are a kindred spirit, it seems. :) I am so happy that I can be friends with you here. I hope that our friendship will deepen in time. Bless you, dear.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 2/27/2016 9:12:00 AM

Wow, this is powerful, I hope to live forever.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2016 2:02:00 PM

You need not worry....You will! :)

Paul Callus

Date: 2/27/2016 8:17:00 AM

No beating round the bush in this expressive sonnet, Eileen! Time to move on to pastures new...the end couplet sums it all up! Hugs // paul

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2016 8:20:00 AM

Yes, dear Paul. If there is only pain in a friendship...best move on. Some friendships are salvageable, but others....best to bury the dead and move on. Hugs

Tim Smith

Date: 2/27/2016 7:46:00 AM

What a wonderful sonnet Eileen. Very powerful. I think sometimes we have to move on. Be happy.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2016 8:21:00 AM

Tim....as I age...I realize more and more...that this is a one way ticket and I have to enjoy the journey....Thanks for your kind and wise comment. :)

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 2/27/2016 7:39:00 AM

I'll exorcise your ghost , and be set free -Love love love this line Eileen. The words in your poem are profound. It sounds like a definite goodbye to a chapter in life, and a determination to move on. Awesome !!!. Btw , I'm so glad dear Arthur chose you as his guest of the week. Many Hugs.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 2/27/2016 8:18:00 AM

Yes, Charmaine...I'm glad as well. He had told me about it a few days ago...but I'm glad he posted it when he did. I really needed that affirmation. Dead to me....yes. It's hard, but sometimes one must realize when a friendship....is not a true one...and must move on. It's never easy, but if you will help with the exorcism...should be ok! ;) Hugs, sweetie.