Eileen Manassian Poet Sonnet

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Lost In a World of Poetry

Lost in a world of poetry am I
Secluded in the lines of love sublime
I shut myself to pain, oh how I try
To live vicarious through every rhyme

In this my world there is no grief or pain
And I can be enchantress to a dream
I dance around the words till moon does wane
Then let word sunbeams plunge my heart in streams

I care not what the world thinks of my state
A love sick fool I am drunk on this wine
To read of love, my heart can hardly wait
Each line, a lover, come with me to dine

I am enslaved to poetry, it’s true
My heart, it sings when I read lines from you

Eileen

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Richard Lamoureux July 10, 2016 at 10:51 AM I enjoyed reading this beauty again. I hope you are well, hugs Rick.

Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty January 21, 2015 at 7:11 AM "I am enslaved to poetry" Right, you're the happiest slave ever. Love Wonderaleen>rajat

Dave Timperley January 16, 2015 at 4:04 PM Dance with the moon until the sun steps centre stage, Alovely poem Eileen. Thanks for sharing. God Bless. D. Eileen Manassian January 18, 2015 at 3:28 AM Thanks for the visit, Dave. :) Kalos erthes. Hope all is well with you.....

Richard Lamoureux January 14, 2015 at 9:04 AM This is beautiful Eileen! Eileen Manassian January 14, 2015 at 7:25 PM :) Thanks, Richard. So glad it's to your liking. I'm pleased.

Tim Smith January 13, 2015 at 11:45 PM We all dance around the words and at times are enslaved by poetry..at least I know I am....fabulous piece Eileen... Hugs Tim Eileen Manassian January 14, 2015 at 7:26 PM Oh...I'm addicted for sure. It gives me exquisite pleasure...and pain. ;)...Hmmmmm...well, isn't that something! ;) Hugs

Arthur Vaso January 13, 2015 at 9:01 PM My God this is good, reading the comments I see I will say the same, this poem just resonates, as if you were in my mind, writing my thoughts! A7 Eileen Manassian January 14, 2015 at 7:26 PM You write the sweetest posts, Arthur. I'm smiling!!! Thanks

Casarah Nance January 13, 2015 at 5:19 PM That is so true. Love it! :) Eileen Manassian January 13, 2015 at 5:20 PM Thanks, dear. Hope all is well with you. :)

Jan Allison January 13, 2015 at 5:16 PM Such a a beautiful sonnet Eileen:-) I don't think there will be one person here who reads this and can't relate to every word you have penned Eileen - a 7 and faves from me:-) Jan Allison January 13, 2015 at 5:23 PM I got introduced by a friend who saw a few of my poems on a friends 2facedbook poetry page - it took her a month to convince me my poems were worthy of wider publication - she has changed my life forever! I know I would never have coped especially over the last year without this previously hidden creativity giving me the opportunity to express myself :-) Hugs Jan xx Eileen Manassian January 13, 2015 at 5:18 PM It's our escape mechanism....or coping mechanism...or what have you. People say that cyber friends, people...are not real. I tell you, some people here know me better than people I see on a day to day basis...Isn't that something? This community is as real as real gets. I'm so happy I fell upon this site by accident. I was helping a friend prepare something for her school program...I came here...and I got hooked. Thanks for being a great friend.

Maurice Yvonne January 13, 2015 at 4:49 PM I think you have captured for so many of us how we feel about art in general. I can not tell you how often I have been seduced by the love of poetry. As if I were undressing as I read the words of a poetess. I can not tell you how often I have cried or just wanted to hug one of my brothers here how beautiful their words were. I love your sonnet. It has many layers one could peel back for many more understandings than what I have written about it! Eileen Manassian January 13, 2015 at 4:53 PM :) I feel the same, Maurice! :) I'm glad you like this piece. I was reading some fine sonnets tonight. I got inspired. I do love this form. It just is so natural. Your poetry is so full of passion! It is REAL! I love it. You might like to read my poem...And the Poetess Said. Talk about undressing! ;) Thanks for your support. I've been in need of it lately. Hugs