Eileen Manassian Poet Sonnet

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Let My Tombstone Read

Here lies a women dead before her time
Struck down by guided arrows dipped in rhyme
A wound that first was sweet but turned to vile 
It slowly sapped her strength and stole her smile

The words all worked their way down to her heart
Like chamber maids, each word then played a part
At first adoring, then they turned to be
The pseudo kind of love: hypocrisy  

They mocked, and they abused her steadfast love
Made her to feel naïve, a helpless dove
Betrayals words they whispered in her ear
And made her fear the dreaded end was near

“Let tombstone read the truth not blatant lie:
'All those who trust in love in pain will die'."

Eileen Manassian

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Heather Ober September 7, 2015 at 8:05 PM I'm a big fan of sonnets, and this one is particularly moving. "Dipped in rhyme" - I love that unique image. You are such a wonderful wordsmith!

Demetrios Trifiatis August 31, 2015 at 7:18 AM A very great truth, dear Eileen, however, as they say, better it is to love an... We all die and we all suffer but what if we lessen the pain by writing the words for us expecting nothing from others? For me you are an inspired poetess and your poems touch many and most of all the Muse is happy to have chosen you as her pen! Eileen Manassian August 31, 2015 at 8:00 PM Thank you, my dear poet. I appreciate your kind visit and loving affirmation. God bless you....

Chris Harley August 30, 2015 at 2:02 PM Really bleak, I like it. I enjoy your poetry is it ok if I post some of it on my arts site? Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 3:01 PM I don't know who you are. You have not posted a name. Why is that? What poems of mine have you read?

Richard Lamoureux August 30, 2015 at 10:45 AM congratulations to your husband, you must be so proud! Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 3:03 PM I am...very proud. He's the valedictorian of his class. Graduated magna cum laude. :) Great Grade Point Average. I have two albums up about it on FB. Don't know if you had the chance to see the pics. I'm proud and a little envious...How I'd love to have studied theology....oh...but that's another story. :) Thanks for the visit.

Richard Lamoureux August 30, 2015 at 8:37 AM Worthy of further contemplation. The photos add to the impact of the write. Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 9:49 AM Thank you, Richard. I do spend lots of time trying to find the perfect pics. To be honest with you, I find that almost as much fun as writing the poem...ALMOST. ;) Hope all is well. Attended my hubby's graduation today. He was valedictorian of his class, but you must know that from FB. Thanks for the visit. Hugs

Justin Bordner August 30, 2015 at 2:19 AM It hurts me when you feel abused and when suspicion strikes soul. This sonnet is a storm, and so skillfully written! Let those who know of love live to fly...your hurt envelopes my nerves, yet I know your heart knows love's wings my Beloved Poetess...J.A.B. Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 9:51 AM Justin, it's good to see you here. Thanks for the visit. Those who love deeply, hurt deeply. Those who are idealists...those who do not know how to love in a shallow way....are the ones who suffer. It is the truth. It is life. To quote the song...."I believe I can fly...I believe I can touch the sky"....Hugs

Richard Lamoureux August 29, 2015 at 12:34 PM Exceptional, in reality I expect nothing less from you. Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 9:54 AM Richard....you hold me to a high standard which really makes me glow. Thank you. To know that I meet those expectations is very rewarding. Hugs

Anu Nayak August 29, 2015 at 11:23 AM This is too dark and painful......your words in the poem leave a deep impact on the heart of the reader.....a 7! Beautifully penned dear Eileen....love, Anu:-) Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 9:55 AM Thanks, dear Anu. There is the dark and there is the light. Both constitute life....and there is some of each in our hearts. Hugs :)

Charmaine Chircop August 29, 2015 at 2:13 AM This has a strong message and I believe it..Those who trust in love in pain will die...I love that line most. Eileen ,it is sad when we are adorned by beautiful words to later find out someone we believed in ,turns to be nothing but a hypocrat who doesnt truly love us. This touch deep lady..Am gonna favour it. Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 3:07 PM Thank you for my poem about the tombstone, Charmaine. I am glad you came to visit, dear. Yes, when trust is gone....it is virtually impossible to bring it back again. This is life....we live and learn. Hugs, dear.

Theresa Cw August 28, 2015 at 10:50 PM WOW!! Eileen you've always written such beautiful powerful packed filled poems of every kind on poem there is of. Your a precious child of what is considered a beauty of a woman wise...... many hugs within the dark emotive write.... Theresa Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 3:08 PM Thank you, my dear. Your comment is one to treasure. It has touched me deeply. I appreciate the time it took to read and comment, sweetie. Will visit you soon. Hugs

Jan Allison August 28, 2015 at 11:51 AM Wow such a powerful dark emotional write Eileen:-) hugs Jan xx 7 Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 3:09 PM Yes, I do have some darks I'm pretty proud of. I guess you haven't read...There Must be a Punishment. Oh...you'd like that. Thanks for the visit dear. It's been a couple of very busy days. Sending hugs.

Emile Pinet August 28, 2015 at 10:10 AM Full of emotion that rips into your mind and heart and leaves its mark. Emile. Eileen Manassian August 30, 2015 at 3:38 PM Thanks, Emile. I'm honored if my poetry can do that...Thank you for this lovely affirmation.