Eileen Manassian Poet Rhyme

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More To Me

Behind my smile
you cannot see the tears
between the lines
you cannot read my fears
in funny rhymes
you cannot feel my pain
in haughty words
you cannot taste the shame
in what I post
you cannot feel the beat
in pics I share
you cannot feel the heat
in what I say
you cannot hear my cries
in what I gift
you cannot see but lies

You cannot see 
what lies within my heart
You think you know
but you see just a part
There's more to me
than simple scribbled lines
There’s heart and soul,
A life beyond confines

Eileen Manassian

One of my deleted poems....There was a time I was contemplating leaving the Soup because of some hurtful events, and so I deleted some of my poems after I had saved them. My poems on this site are the truest copies because sometimes I edit while post. Unfortunately, hurtful things continue to happen, but I've been gifted a Lifetime membership by my dear friend Flo, and I'm not leaving. I'm slowly reposting some of those deleted writes. :) Thank you for reading...

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Laura Breidenthal August 23, 2015 at 1:19 AM Yes, I feel you on this poem!! I love how fearless you are to express powerful emotions; it intrigues me, and helps me look further beyond my own perspective. Always, Laura Eileen Manassian August 23, 2015 at 2:59 AM Thank you, dear Laura. You always have kind words to share with me. That is a special gift you have. Cherish it and don't let the world make you lose that sensitivity. Hugs

Justin Bordner August 17, 2015 at 8:31 PM One of the things that makes your beauty so rare is that the more One knows of you, the more One needs of you Beloved Poetess...every nibble of knowledge, with every breath upon the heart more is needed, more is sought in your seductive wilderness...Justin Eileen Manassian August 18, 2015 at 1:41 AM I can't tell you how good it feels to have a visit from you Justin. :) Your posts are always so sweet and full of kindness. This is a classic example. You are an amazing writer...and you have been in my favorite poet file for quiet some time, dear. Thank you for passing by this work. You know I hold your writing dear.

Mama Bear August 17, 2015 at 10:20 AM Only a lucky few really know what is inside of us. We keep our fears well hidden so as not to be hurt by mean people. Sad but they are missing the true beauty of the souls we have inside. Never let anyone make you feel less than the wonderful person you are If they hurt you tell me and I will protect you my dear. Much love and hugs Edith Eileen Manassian August 17, 2015 at 1:05 PM MAMA BEAR!!!! :) What a beautiful post. I feel really honored to know you're in my corner. Things are getting better. Thank you. I also need to just do what I love to do...write poetry and keep up with my good and loyal friends. I just send you some mail. :) hugs, dear...

Richard Lamoureux August 16, 2015 at 7:10 PM Based on the response here there are many who care for and appreciate you. Spend time with us, don't give the others another thought. Eileen Manassian August 17, 2015 at 1:05 PM :) Thank you, Richard. As you can see...your MAMA has come to my rescue. I'm in great company. Hugs...

Paul Callus August 16, 2015 at 3:10 PM Maybe we cannot see everything that's going on inside, Eileen, but your poems emit mixed feelings of pain, passion, love, joy.... You write, we read....Hugs // paul Eileen Manassian August 16, 2015 at 3:15 PM Isn't that what poetry is all about, Paul? Thank you for visiting, my dear. Hope all is well.

Richard Lamoureux August 16, 2015 at 8:35 AM Personally I believe your writing reveals much about you which is exactly why I feel so close to you. You are many things and have many layers. To some you are complicated to those who know you you are an open book, they merely need to turn the pages and all will be revealed. Eileen Manassian August 16, 2015 at 1:38 PM Thanks, Rick. Any chance you can get those people to see what you see? I'm getting tired of the backlash.

Demetrios Trifiatis August 16, 2015 at 5:27 AM Magnificent and true! A seven. Keep those poems coming! Filakia! Eileen Manassian August 16, 2015 at 1:39 PM Thanks, my dear poet....Filakia. Kourazmeni Emai

Lissette Berthold August 16, 2015 at 3:45 AM Eileen the more you write and express your fears and your tears. the more i want to read your poems you are a true poet never give up on your poetry you have a true gift! Eileen Manassian August 16, 2015 at 1:52 PM Thank you, Lissette. I so appreciate your visit and kind comment. :)

Arthur Vaso August 16, 2015 at 12:45 AM The most hurtful thing you could do here, is leave, capiche? hugs! Eileen Manassian August 16, 2015 at 1:40 PM Thanks, dear. I want to stay but some are making it difficult for me....hugs

Nandita Das August 15, 2015 at 2:28 PM How truly gifted you're. This is such a beautiful poem. A favorite. #7. Eileen Manassian August 16, 2015 at 1:54 PM Thanks, Nandita. You are a sweetie pie.

Anu Nayak August 15, 2015 at 1:46 PM Dear Eileen, Beautiful poem dear...genuinely poured out how things are overlooked....taken for grant approach....well touched my heart and i did feel the heart and soul of it! You are a charming poet and keep us posted with your beautiful writes love, Anu:-) Eileen Manassian August 15, 2015 at 1:51 PM Thanks, my dear. So good to hear from you. Such a positive comment. It does me good. Thank you.