Eileen Manassian Poet Iambic Pentameter

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A Tomb of Ancient Bloom

You come in search of love back to the tomb
Beneath the Weeping Willow tree it lies
The place where last you lips brought me to bloom
Where flame of passion danced in brilliant eyes

This very spot is where you buried love
For great was need to soar to other climes
and so you took to wing and flew above
Entombed was I, enshrouded in your rhymes

My broken heart would not be laid to rest
In sepulcher serene, it faintly beat
Believing that someday you’d end the quest
And make your way back here my heart to greet

By Ancient Tomb of Bloom I hear your sigh
Remorse for broken vows you now confess
You turn your face with pain to silent sky
And then you hear the rustle of my dress

Out from behind the Weeping Willow tree
Where I have waited, longing for this day
I stand before you, resurrected- free
With trembling heart, you hear me softly say:

“You’ve come back to this sacred burial ground
Where our love breathed its last to let you fly
And now you see me here; to you I’m bound
...Make love to me, for true love cannot die."

You ravish me, on Tomb of Ancient Bloom
The fragrance of my rose perfumes the air
You press me close and place in hand a plume
“Immortalize with words our love in prayer.”

For Justin Bordner's Tomb of Ancient Bloom Contest
February 20, 2016

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Justin Bordner March 13, 2016 at 4:19 AM It be not love that built the tomb but jealous battle that portended doom, yet it is the truth of love that brought you bloom, and for your heart he does exhume your priceless passion that must resume..."My broken heart would not be laid to rest in sepulchre serene, it faintly beat believing that someday you'd end the quest..." this poem is truly magnificent in skill and ravishing in soulful beauty my Beloved Poetess, you lead me to desire...J.A.B. Eileen Manassian March 13, 2016 at 4:52 AM Thank you for the visit, Justin. I put heart and soul into this write. Your contest themes always inspire me...but alas....I didn't win the prize. Thanks for coming by...

Bl Devnath February 25, 2016 at 8:56 PM Love's resurrected and free from serene sepulcher because love was treasured there in. 7 i feel. i simply say it's an excellent romantic poem filled with heartfelt diamond words, my lovely smiling friend, bl

Timothy Hicks February 21, 2016 at 9:56 PM And you said you weren't going to attempt it ... well I'm glad you did! The passion and drama was real, and you've captured the essence of the theme superbly! It's difficult trying to work with since we are dealing with life and death, but you brought the two together in matrimony "sepulcher serene" << like this. Well done.

Emile Pinet February 21, 2016 at 11:06 AM The words are delicious, descriptive, lively, creative and masterful, flowing onto the page with a dramatic, poetic style, with the aid of a brilliant wit that captures the reader's imagination and attention from the beginning and delivers to the end. The words are clever and pretentious, yet ring with a realistic sound, adding flavor and zest to this saga. Emile. #7 typo-(last you lips)

Anne-Lise Andresen February 21, 2016 at 7:40 AM - Wow, dear Eileen ....... one of your most beautiful pearls - A winning poem in my opinion :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Eileen Manassian February 21, 2016 at 9:23 AM I hope Justin thinks so as well, Sunshine. :) How are you, dear...Thank you for spreading warm and love.

Demetrios Trifiatis February 21, 2016 at 2:34 AM It seems your muse found the way to make her presence felt, stronger and prettier dear, Eileen. Wonderful creation that demands to be noticed. Good luck! Eileen Manassian February 21, 2016 at 9:28 AM Awwwwww....I'm honored, my dear poet. Your visit is welcome. I'm glad you liked this piece. I'm not sure how it will fare as I have read another that is simply a masterpiece. However, it's worth a try. Blessings.

Paul Callus February 20, 2016 at 2:19 PM This is one of the very best entries I have read so far for this contest, Eileen. You had the ideal topic, and with gusto you tackled it in one of your favourite forms, comprising iambic meter and rhyme. Well done:) hugs // paul Eileen Manassian February 21, 2016 at 9:32 AM Thank you, dear. I've only read Timothy's entry....and I think he is my stiffest competitor just because I know the kind of writing Justin likes. Oh well....I won't lose anything by trying...except my feelings! ;) Thanks for the visit.

Richard Lamoureux February 20, 2016 at 10:19 AM It seems writing for Justin's contest was all you needed to revitalize your muse. Ooh la la hot! Hugs Rick. Eileen Manassian February 20, 2016 at 11:22 AM So happy you're the first to post! Richard...you've missed my last two poems. They were inspired by contest themes. I'll submit the one for Mystic Rose's contest. I missed the Sometimes...Never...Always one. Give them a read, please. Hugs