Eileen Manassian Poet Quatrain

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From One Poet To Another

From one poet to another
Your words in me are a thunder
That fills my soul with great wonder
As my open heart you plunder

Though, in truth, I can't see your face...
I peek through- my rhyme covered lace
Your feelings of love I can trace
And my heart beat quickens a pace

Your every strong line scintillates
And my wayward heart subjugates 
All my secret thoughts punctuates
And my very soul confiscates

Your heart’s fierce rhythm and rhyme
Not bound to moments of time
They make each meeting sublime
Enthrall with images fine

Addiction: the name of the game
Your lines are what is to blame
My life is no longer the same
My high begins with your name

Each word is a passionate breeze
It makes me fall to my knees
My hunger I need to appease
Come feed me now, if you please!

I travel the paths of your mind
Treasures of worth- my great find
To the world, I have become blind
For our souls are now intertwined

A Repost from 4/11/2013

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Richard Lamoureux May 25, 2015 at 8:09 AM Good morning/ good afternoon Eileen. I really enjoyed this one again. I will be a bit less active over the next four days. We will be in Vancouver for our son's Graduation. Eileen Manassian May 25, 2015 at 1:51 PM Oh....I'm so so happy for you! :) What an amazing occasion. You must be so proud of him, Richard. Have a wonderful time. I will miss you here, for sure. Do take care, and God bless.

Robert Lindley March 29, 2015 at 8:42 PM Just as great the second time around! Almost missed reading this but saw it as I was exiting reading your poems tonight. My time very limited--this is a jewel my friend... a jewel... Eileen Manassian April 1, 2015 at 6:34 PM I'm so pleased that you read my work, Robert. I will pass by to read more of yours. To say this is a jewel brings me such joy. Bless you. Hugs

Paul Callus March 28, 2015 at 6:01 PM Hi Eileen! I love this repost of yours. I enjoy writing and posting my poems, but I also take delight in reading the words of others, especially those who I can well relate to. Unfortunately at present I do not have much time to read or write...life is not always smooth and cooperative! stark reality points its finger at other priorities. Hugs // paul Eileen Manassian March 29, 2015 at 2:02 PM Yes, my dear. I can understand. No worries. I haven't been to visit you in a bit. Life is really hectic lately. I don't know how I will survive this semester. My work load is crazy. Anyway...If I just all of a sudden stop posting...you know what happened. I've checked out of life! ;) Hugs

Richard Lamoureux March 28, 2015 at 4:45 PM Good for you Eileen. The hardest place for me to drive was along the Amalfi coast in Italy. It gave me an appreciation for the Italian drivers. Super busy as well, it is my month end so extra pressure and hours to be worked. Back to normal by Thursday next week. Hugs back to you Eileen.;0) Eileen Manassian March 28, 2015 at 4:46 PM I was worried about you....Glad to know it's work. You'll see it through, Richard. Oh...I love Italy. I've been to Milan...and a beautiful island called Isola Bella. :) A dream...Believe me...if you can drive in LEBANON, you can drive ANYWHERE. It's crazy. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux March 28, 2015 at 9:07 AM I just had the weirdest thing happen, I commented on this poem and the comment appeared on my own poem. I wanted to say that it was nice you brought back one of my favorites. I enjoyed reading this one again Eileen. Eileen Manassian March 28, 2015 at 4:33 PM OH....Hi, Richard! :) :) :) It's one of your favorites!!! How awesome is that. I realize that it needs some tweaking in meter, but....I felt like reposting it. Yes, it's back from the good old days! :) Nothing like those days, eh? How are you? I've had a busy day. I'm SO proud of myself....I drove to my brother's place and back today. I'm a great driver, but I've been scared to drive in Lebanon..... :) Oh...how good to get behind the wheel....HUGS :)

Emile Pinet March 28, 2015 at 8:30 AM This poem flowed well and carried strong emotion. The descriptive wording and the great imagery bring this piece to life. Emile. #7 Eileen Manassian March 28, 2015 at 4:34 PM Thanks ever so much, Emile. Good to have your visit.

Casarah Nance March 28, 2015 at 7:26 AM Oh I love it- Addiction: the name of the game-oh yes yes, that is what this is, so many words so many feelings and the need to feel them all! Oh it is a rush with every rhyme! Eileen Manassian March 28, 2015 at 4:36 PM Isn't that the truth...I think it's crazy how addicted I am to words. I love them!!! :) I've written many pieces on the power of words. Thanks for the visit, Hon. Hugs

Jan Allison March 28, 2015 at 6:15 AM OH Eileen how I can relate to this one - i adore the second stanza in particular:-) Love reading and getting totally immersed in the wonderful lines of others that could relate to me ... in my dreams lol:-) Hugs Jan xx 7 xx Jan Allison March 28, 2015 at 6:14 PM oh I could have fallen in love a million times over after reading some of the poems Darren used to write for me:-( Hugs Jan xx Eileen Manassian March 28, 2015 at 4:39 PM ;) Good to know I'm not the only one, dear. I do get carried away. I think it's gotten me in a fix or two because you believe the words....you really believe them. :( BUT...actions speak louder than words. Hugs, sweetie.