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Damsel In Distress Routine

The damsel in distress routine got old at first, it was so captivating made you feel like a knight you had dragons to slay you saw the tears you wanted to be the hero of her dreams you wanted her to faint with delight at your sight to sigh you wanted to whisk her away make love to her night and day your just reward for wiping her tears away Oh, it was sweet it was to see how she needed you wanted you she wanted you to stay dream castle knight on display It got old, the damsel in distress routine some of the demons were too strong the nightmares too harrowing the insecurity too stifling the neediness too needy it got old The tears of past memories didn’t dry quickly enough the castle walls closed in turning into a dungeon hero accolades grew thin In the dark of night you lowered the drawbridge and while she slept you snuck away the damsel in distress routine got old, too old to keep you While night turned to day as you rode away the truth would not dawn for you the night all you knew you couldn't understand couldn't see it wasn’t a routine the damsel in distress regressed more distressed was she in dawning light to see the night had claimed her knight This tale of woe I weave of fairytale that bleeds is true, you see for the damsel in distress, is me I’m still.... the damsel in distress with no one no one to rescue me Eileen

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Liam Mcdaid

Date: 10/2/2014 8:01:00 AM

such a really very beautiful deep pen eileen one day you will have it all beautifully penned piece bless you

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/4/2014 10:08:00 AM

Liam...thank you for your visit go my damsel in distress. You are always kind and sweet to me, and I appreciate it. My heart is becoming callus. This is life, my dear. Hope all is well with you. Hugs

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 10/2/2014 3:14:00 AM

The damsel in distress is even a warrior..Yes I believe you are.Yourself can set you free sweet lady.Life is beautiful even without the knight in shining armor,It is.I love how your emotions flow dear.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/4/2014 10:09:00 AM

Thank you, Charmaine. The problem is....I love fairytales! ;) Thanks for the visit to my poem...Damsel in Distress...

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 10/1/2014 10:36:00 AM

Sorry having missed many great writes! But professional obligations u know! Can't help it, just trying to cope up today!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 10:38:00 AM

Oh...I know, my dear lady! I know! :) Please...don't worry. I haven't been so good either. Hugs to you!!!

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 10/1/2014 10:16:00 AM

The warrior is a child is a beautiful song.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 10:23:00 AM

Yes, I sang that once in church..."They don't know that I go running home when I fall down...they don't know who picks me up when no one is around. I drop my sword and cry for just a while....Cause deep inside this armor, the warrior's just a child." So nice to share spiritual matters with you, Richard. :) Hugs

Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Date: 10/1/2014 10:14:00 AM

Wow Eileen amazing write n worthy comments here! Well done dear!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 10:26:00 AM

Dr Upma...good to have you back at my page. I've missed you...and I've missed visiting you. I'll be there soon! Hugs

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 10/1/2014 8:08:00 AM

There are some great comments here, I enjoyed reading each of them. Good morning Eileen.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 9:32:00 AM

Good morning, Richard. I'm glad you enjoyed reading the comments. Have a great day.

Demetrios Trifiatis

Date: 10/1/2014 4:56:00 AM

Oh, what a fool this night was to leave a living dream as you, my dearest Eileen, and run away to his doom! The day just starts, it is yours and victories many you await, for you are not in distress, you only beauty and vigor gather for another, true and wise knight, to claim you! Fantastic, my poetess, and a 7!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 9:40:00 AM

Efkharisto ap'ten karthia mou, Demetri. Panda kseris ti na grapsis. I fear that knights want an easy life, my dear poet. Depression is a demon that not many knights are equipped to deal with. ;) Thank you for visiting my work...and for being so gallant. Hugs

Nette Onclaud

Date: 10/1/2014 4:43:00 AM

this is a fascinating tale you have woven, eileen.. the romantic and emotive tones mark this piece though I see you as a woman of strength and grace...keep the fiery goddess living within you.. huggs

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 9:41:00 AM

Thank you, Nette, for your kind and sweet post. I appreciate hearing from you.

Justin Bordner

Date: 10/1/2014 2:48:00 AM

You need not be rescued from from regression, for your past is your allure, your passion ever sure, and certainly there is a knight who adores you, to the degree of dangerous, exciting love. What a marvelous combination of seduction, romance, devotion, emotion, psychology and rhyme! The castle work is so dark and powerful, original! There is nothing routine about you woman...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 9:42:00 AM

To be adored is sweet indeed, Justin. It is illusive....like every fairytale. However, your post gives me strength and courage. Thank you for being who you are.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 9/30/2014 8:39:00 PM

Wow! Powerful and brilliantly written. This is an interesting twist on an old tale. Fortunate for you, you are a warrior princess and have the power to defeat your demons without the help of a scared Knight.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 9:44:00 AM

Yes, Richard. Sometimes the warrior in me gets tired. Have you heard the song by Twila Paris...The Warrior is a Child? She is one of my favorite singers. She is a Christian singer. All her songs...speak to me. You are a True Friend....One of her best.

Tim Smith

Date: 9/30/2014 5:06:00 PM

You may be a damsel but you aren't in distress because the are a thousand knights and a hundred princes lining up at a chance at the fair maiden...hugs Tim

Eileen Manassian
Date: 10/1/2014 9:45:00 AM

Oh, Tim....that's just a fairytale. My heart is callus and unbelieving. That's why we write. Thanks for the sweet thoughts.

Casarah Nance

Date: 9/30/2014 2:04:00 PM

ooo you poem just makes me want to give you a million hugs. Life isn't always a fairy tale. I wish you didn't feel like the damsel in distress, you deserve to be the queen. lots of love lady xxx

Eileen Manassian
Date: 9/30/2014 2:10:00 PM

Thanks, Casarah. Sweet of you to pass by with such an encouraging comment.