Eileen Manassian Poet Rhyme

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Come To Me

Come to me when love has robbed you blind
Come to me in search of someone kind
Come to me when tears run down your face
Come to me in search of saving grace
Come to me

Come to me when life cannot fulfill
Come to me in search of that sweet thrill
Come to me when tongues are filled with lies
Come to me in search of lover's prize
Come to me

Come to me when longing breaks your soul
Come to me in search of what makes whole
Come to me when night won't yield to dawn
Come to me in search of dreams now gone
Come to me

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I will not ask you where your heart has been
I will not leave you out, but welcome in
I will not close my ears to troubled sigh
I will not ask what you have done or why
Come to me

I'll give to you a welcome in my bed
I'll give you pillowed breast for weary head
I'll give to you a drink of nectar sweet
I'll give you night of love the dawn to greet
Come to me

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Come to me before night bleeds to day
Come to me before you lose the way
Come to me before this love grows old
Come to me before your heart goes cold

Come to me

Eileen Manassian

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Iris E. Sankey- Lewis March 5, 2015 at 2:21 PM This sweet poem flows as sincerely as the hands that penned and painted it upon canvas of reader's mind. How thoughtful and kind and welcoming. Namaste!

Arlene Smith January 22, 2015 at 6:16 AM Unconditional love... Such comforting thoughts, eloquently penned, dear friend.. Hugs.. Arlene

Poesy Relish January 19, 2015 at 2:51 PM Come to me no matter what... it is such a pleasure to read your poems... i've add u as fav poet#7... dont want to miss your poems :)... nad!

Emile Pinet January 19, 2015 at 11:05 AM Your words play within our hearts and their magic comes alive and fills us with emotions. Emile. Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 12:15 PM :) I'm so glad to know that my words have that effect, Emile. Thanks ever so much for this lovely visit.

Paul Callus January 19, 2015 at 9:24 AM A safe haven for those caught in life's tempest, where calm waters offer peace of mind and reassurance, where healing powers afford rekindling of ailing love. I love it! and to my favs it goes! hugs :) paul Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 12:15 PM I love knowing that you have put this in your favorite folder, Paul. That makes me feel all warm inside.

Jack Ellison January 19, 2015 at 8:49 AM Love this one, my dear Betty! Your loving soul shines through... big huggeroonies, Kenny XXX Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 8:52 AM I feel all cuddled and warm. Thanks Kenny!!!

Richard Lamoureux January 19, 2015 at 8:30 AM Beautiful and soothing Eileen. A wonderful invitation for a weary soul. Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 8:34 AM :) Yes....that was the heart of what I wanted to express, Richard. There comes a time when one needs comfort and serenity and unconditional love....Giving your all to the one you love....

Maurice Yvonne January 19, 2015 at 7:53 AM What everyone said, a fav! Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 8:20 AM See Maurice, I can do gentle too! ;) You had more to say on the other piece...Hmmmmmm...makes one wonder!

Justin Bordner January 19, 2015 at 3:38 AM You are a home for my exhausted heart...your love a throne in which I've grown...your embrace a place my love is young...this poem of absolute affection moves me Eileen...J.A.B. Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 3:39 AM What a sweet and tender post, Justin. You are welcome here. Thank you for your visit, thoughts, and sentiments. You make me happy. Hugs

Timothy Emmons January 18, 2015 at 6:57 PM COMFORTING, CALMING, BEAUTIFUL, I LOVED THIS WRITE. Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 3:40 AM Thanks ever so much Timothy. I'm glad to make your acquaintance. Will be by to visit you soon.

Isaiah Zerbst January 18, 2015 at 5:15 PM Utterly charming verses. Great continuity on different aspects, but still the same theme. And, of course, there is plenty of genuine emotion. Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 3:41 AM :) Isaiah...I'm pleased that you find this poem charming. It makes me glad to know my work has some merit. Yes...True love must offer all this to the loved one...The world for love. Thanks for the visit.

Connie Marcum Wong January 18, 2015 at 4:02 PM Eileen, your poem is filled with such sweet emotion that my words cannot convey the depth of emotion reading it brought out in me. What a magnificent poet you are. Your poem has me in tears! I don't supose you know how really wonderful this poem is? It is going into my fav's and I may just have to print it out to include in an anthology of love poems I just bought, with your kind permission of course? This goes to prove it is the feeling behind the words that matters most in poetry. Thank you! Eileen Manassian January 19, 2015 at 3:42 AM Thanks, Connie. I did. I also mentioned that you are the one who has come up with the Constanza form. I love it. I should write a poem in that form again. It is so sweet. Hugs Connie Marcum Wong January 18, 2015 at 11:45 PM Please feel free to share my comment if you like. You are kind enough to share your poem with me. It is truly beautiful my friend. Blessings, Connie Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 4:51 PM Thank you, David. Please...feel free to print out and read as often as you like. I'm soaring with these words of praise. It fills a big void in my life. Thank you ever so much for your kindness. David Meade January 18, 2015 at 4:26 PM Well said Connie, I just read again and love it. Eileen, I would like to print out as well . . . the nature of love expressed in your poem is awesome. Well done again, Little One. Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 4:15 PM Connie....Connie.....I'm so touched by your post. How sweet. Oh...I'm overwhelmed with emotion. My poems are my little babies and nothing gives me more joy than when one of them is admired and loved. Yes...please...go ahead. I'm so honored. Do you mind terribly if I share your post on Facebook? You know what they say...."A prophet is without honor in his own home." This means so much to me. Hugs

David Meade January 18, 2015 at 3:51 PM wow, wow, wow . . . I really like this one. What an incredible invitation, of a love that heals, emboldens, and blesses . . . a soul love -- deep, passionate, and wonderful . . . I powerful calling that has a spiritual sweet tone . . . grace and hope. I agree with Arthur . . . and MR . . . what an invitation . . . blessed is the one your love anoints . . . 7 FAV Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 4:17 PM Thank you, David. I'm glad to have your visit and comments on my poem. I'm touched by your words. I am a giving soul...I often long to love a little less...It's hard when love is too passionate and too strong...it has the power to wound and disable. I've felt that...and yet, I believe true love is the essence of life....hugs

Arthur Vaso January 18, 2015 at 3:43 PM Hey its not my fault all the gals live on the other half of the galaxy, well thats what they tell me when I call them anyways! :( Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 3:46 PM You are silly, Arthur...in the cutest of ways. If I ever get to Canada, ...I'll look you up! ;) Then you better not be a Scardy cat! ;) Hugs, my dear.

Arthur Vaso January 18, 2015 at 3:32 PM With this poem, you could be half across the galaxy, and I would come!! Like the new photo as well! :) Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 3:34 PM My Avatar you mean? ;) You know me....I'm vain about my hair. The one thing I can find no fault with...as for the rest of me...flawed flawed flawed. ;) You say that to all the gals, Arthur! ;)

Arthur Vaso January 18, 2015 at 3:20 PM Very beautiful! and ..... I am on my way!!! Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 3:30 PM ;) Don't get lost! I'm all the way on the OTHER side of the ocean. Hugs