Eileen Manassian Poet Rhyme

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I Want To Go

I want to go
where there's no pain
and all I feel
Is gentle rain
I want to go
where flowers bloom
and cheerful sun
does banish gloom
I want to go
where words are true
and passion falls
like morning dew
I want to go
where love can sing
where untrue hearts
will never sting
I want to go
where I am free
and where I'm loved
for being me
I want to go
where I can dance
and all is love
and sweet romance

I know there is
no place as this
where truth is like
a lover's kiss
where passion reigns
and is supreme
where I can taste
my sweetest dream
where brazenly 
I make wild love
and none can see
but stars above
where I can live
each fantasy
not cry at night
despondently

I want to go
I'll leave tonight
I'll say goodbye
to living light

I will repose 
in blessed sleep
don't gather round
don't dare to weep

You loved me not
when eyes could see
and soon I'll taste
eternity

I will wing up
to heaven bright
a happy end
to this dark night

I want to go
I want to go
I want to go
tonight

Eileen

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Jack Ellison January 12, 2015 at 8:10 PM There would be a whole lot of really sad people if you were to leave us! You are a treasure! Loving hugs, Kenny! xxx

David Brown January 11, 2015 at 1:17 PM What powerful emotions; this is the song that all hearts sing when they are truly and irrevocably broken. A deluge of tears does not do this work justice....David

Paul Callus January 8, 2015 at 2:55 PM I don't believe that you are ready yet to depart and leave us teary eyed....but I am sure you'd like to find a utopia where all your dreams would come true and worries will become a thing of the past, where spirits will wander free, where love and passion will bloom and flourish. If you find that place, pls let me know...I'll follow! // paul

Maurice Yvonne January 7, 2015 at 4:27 PM Oh just one last thing if you have to go, it's just down the hall to your left. heeheehee!

Maurice Yvonne January 7, 2015 at 4:25 PM I am going to bow to your wisdom, besides I want to fav this one, nuff said love, Armand.

Poet Tacito January 7, 2015 at 1:12 PM When you go, make memories. When you return, remember why you left to begin with. :) This hits deep. Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 1:55 PM The place where I was alluding to is a place of no return, sweetie. Thanks for the visit. hugs

Richard Lamoureux January 6, 2015 at 4:57 PM I believe it is possible to experience this joy here and now. I have had moments that have rivaled all my expectations. therefore I am not ready to go. God willing, I will have many more great expectations! Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 3:07 AM Thank you for visiting, Richard. I'm sure what you say is true for you. I hope that your expectations will all be met here and hereafter.

Ken Carroll January 6, 2015 at 2:32 PM Lovely poem and picture Eileen! A 7.. Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 3:08 AM Thanks, Ken. I love the story of Hamlet. Ophelia's tragic demise has always touched my heart. I have another poem about her. I wrote this in the depths of despair. I'm in a better place now. Thanks.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty January 6, 2015 at 9:37 AM I have a print of Ophelia by John Everett Millais . This one is brilliant POEM WONDERLEEN Big Texas Hug!(thanks David) Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 3:09 AM Thank you, dear Rajat. Wonderfleen wasn't quite well when she wrote this. I'm much better now. Thanks for the lovely visit. Hugs are appreciated!

Tim Smith January 6, 2015 at 9:26 AM Oh that sounds like a beautiful place and you will call that home one day...but your work isn't done yet..have a beautiful week....hugs Tim Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 3:10 AM Thanks for the encouragement, Tim. I'm better today.

David Meade January 6, 2015 at 8:46 AM You amaze me with your incredible depth and passion of your words . . . before I clicked on your poem, I knew I would find a great poem but then you blow me away with an intensity that is amazing and I consider myself an intense person. You are loved, Little One, your strong spirit will again soar. Big Texas Hug! Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 3:11 AM Thank you, David. Once you get to know me better, you will come to sense my mood swings as revealed in my writes. I'm flying one day and dying the next. It is the story of my life. I go with each day and try to heighten the highs and weather the lows. Thanks for the hugs.

Charmaine Chircop January 6, 2015 at 5:04 AM Eileen.. You are loved for who you are from those who recognize the beauty of your heart.. This is very sad and beautiful.Very deep indeed..We all have to go..one time soon..but till that day comes,We stay and let God show us what He wants of us..A big hug sweet friend. Eileen Manassian January 7, 2015 at 1:55 PM I thought I posted a comment for this, sweetie. I must have been tired and not hit the button. :( Thank you for your sweet comment. I remember that I wrote that every day that we live is written in is book before one of them came to be. Yes, I did refer to this Bible verse. He knows best, but...he always remembers our frame...that we are dust. I think he is merciful...even if...one comes to that point. Accountability cannot be an issue if judgment is impaired. Ah...but I'm still alive and well. Love to you, sweetie. Thanks for your care. Hugs