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I Am Real

I’m real
The words that you see
Where typed by fingers
Attached to the hands
Attached to the arms
Attached to the shoulders
Attached to the chest
In which resides the beating heart
That keeps me alive…

I’m not just a cyber-link
That you click on at will
To see what’s new
In my feeble attempts 
At poetry

My breath of life
My very soul
Is imbued in the letters
These simple letters 
Which combine to form
An image you can see
Of the real me

These little rhymes
Are clothed in my hopes
My disappointments
And my fears
All my insecurities
And all my needs
What brings me joy
And makes me dream
These words are alive
They breathe
They bleed
They smile
They entice
They flirt
They feel

Look at them more closely
And see me
I’m real…

Keep me as a link to your heart
Let one click bring you to me
Come into my world
Where you can see and feel me
For the love of life
Don’t lose me in cyber-fantasy world
I’m real…

Touch the screen
Feel my pulse
Take a peek
Into my mind
Live a moment in my life
For these words that you see
Are a living breathing entity
Tissues and cells
The body
Of the real ME.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Painted Hunter

May 7, 2013 at 7:36 AM

Wouldn't it be so cool, though, to meet your poetrysoup friends face to face...Like a poetrysoup convention...Oh, and the part 1 part 2 thing...I have posted only part one for stories of shenzhen and stories of guangzhou. There will be a part 2 to both of them...I can see how that looks confusing now that you mention it...:)

Timothy Hicks

May 6, 2013 at 11:38 PM

What a great topic to write about. I don't believe that I forget (but sometimes I do). We like to see them as works of art, sometimes unaware, that a HUMAN was the one that held the brush. I've never met a poet in real life... just on cyber-world. I'd be interested to see what two could come up with in person!

Eileen Manassian

May 7, 2013 at 1:20 AM

Yes, I've heard people say that cyber friendships aren't real! I get furious! FB friends are real...this community is so REAL sometimes I might mistake it for the REAL one! That is a danger! ;) However, I do believe in the written word...it means so much to me. That's why my friends here are precious to my soul...you included! :)

Richard D Seal

May 6, 2013 at 1:47 PM

I know this can't be aimed at me Auntie, I'm well aware of all the above. I do know what you mean though. Oh look, I used all my own words, best go have a lay down now lol. Take care,

Eileen Manassian

May 7, 2013 at 1:21 AM

No, Richard...you are in the clear. You are a good boy, and Auntie is well pleased. Also...thanks for using all your own words...take a nap now, dear...you've over exerted yourself! ;)

Poet Tacito

May 6, 2013 at 8:51 AM

Know your roots, know your garden and how you've blossomed. Yay for reflections! :)

Eileen Manassian

May 7, 2013 at 1:22 AM

:) Blossomed...love that expression. Thanks for the visit Drake! Always a pleasure!

Richard Lamoureux

May 6, 2013 at 8:19 AM

Yes you are real. You are talented and appreciated. Have a wonderful day.

Eileen Manassian

May 7, 2013 at 1:23 AM

Thanks, Richard. :) Glad to be acknowledge this way. It means a lot.

Russell Sivey

May 6, 2013 at 5:28 AM

Sometimes we lose grasp of the person that wrote the poem we are reading! I rarely do, but occasionally I lose the feel of the person who wrote the poem I'm reading! But this poem was loud and clear, I could sense every line of who you are within this illustrious write! This is a tremendous poem, Great Work!!

Eileen Manassian

May 7, 2013 at 1:24 AM

Yes, Russell...it is easy to see it as just another poem. When we get to know the poet better, we get to see where the words are coming from! :) Thanks for your encouragement!