Eileen Manassian Poet Free verse

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Remembered Echoes

you’ve muted your voice
          by choice
years have passed since I heard
      vibrations of love
                          formulated in words
               passionately spoken, whispered.....moaned
          involuntary expressions wrenched from your heart
                                   thrilling my ears
                                  it's been....years

                         the silence has long s~e~t~t~l~e~d
                            and yet.........in this stillness
                                      utterly devoid of sound

                                      I still faintly hear it
                                        it still resonates
                                   
                                        
                                      and my heart beats
                                             in rhythm 
                                           and in time...
                                                  to
                                            remembered
                                                echoes
                                            of your love
                                                           your love
                                                                       love
                                                                                l
                                                                                  o
                                                                                      v
                                                                                          e
                               
                                                                                      ....... your love
                                                Eileen Manassian

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Debbie Duncan April 12, 2017 at 7:53 PM A heart never forgets. 7 for sure :)

Pashang Salehi March 16, 2017 at 12:18 AM There is no love that is not an echo...

David Pekrul March 11, 2017 at 4:25 PM I love the words and the way you put them on paper (computer).

Richard Lamoureux March 9, 2017 at 9:08 PM I'm glad you are helpless but to write for you add passionate colours to my minds eye! Hugs Rick. Eileen Manassian March 9, 2017 at 9:38 PM A precious post of encouragement, Richard. What would I do without your visits. Hugs, dear...I'm glad the photo was to your liking. Richard Lamoureux March 9, 2017 at 9:09 PM The black and white picture is perfect for this colour blind member of your audience.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 8, 2017 at 3:46 AM - A beautiful poem, Eileen ... uniquely performed - Enjoy reading - Best wishes and warm hugs // Anne-Lise :) Eileen Manassian March 9, 2017 at 9:36 PM Thank you, sweet Sunshine. It's good to be writing again. Hugs

Frederic Parker March 7, 2017 at 10:12 PM there have been lovers who have stayed in the mind, the memory and I have wondered have I stayed in theirs....your poem caused my confession dear poet Eileen Manassian March 9, 2017 at 9:34 PM I'm sure you have, dear Frederic. I'm sure you have. Thanks for the visit.

Vladislav Raven March 7, 2017 at 9:24 PM Hi Eileen, this is such a beautiful, emotional write you have placed before us. You take us into a sensual world of longing and the words do resonate in the readers heart. This is a journey in words that i am glad i did take this evening. I love the way you place your words on the page. I did feel the piece. Excellent work Eileen. You do write emotion so well. This is a seven and a fave. Hugs....Mike. XX Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 9:51 PM Thank you, Mike. I'm glad you took the time to read this simple little write. Longings are sometimes dormant yet, something triggers them and they need to see the light to be able to lie still for a while again. I appreciate your kind words. Blessings

Alexis Y. March 7, 2017 at 8:46 PM WoW! Eileen, you've penned such a deep piece. I could feel the turmoil of longing for what was, yet still being connected to it. A without a doubt seven:-) Alexis Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 8:49 PM You are gifted with the encouragement, dear. I hope you know that. Thank you for your kindness in visiting me. You always lift my spirit.

Laura Leiser March 7, 2017 at 8:42 PM You hot, romantic poetry is simply the best out there, Eileen! It really makes the heart beat faster, 7+. :) Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 8:49 PM Thank you, Laura. There's a wealth of passion in me that begs expression. I cannot help but write. Blessings, sweetie

Eve Roper March 7, 2017 at 8:38 PM Wow!! Very nice hugs Eve Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 8:50 PM Thank you, dear one. :)

Jerry T Curtis March 7, 2017 at 8:34 PM So much passion Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 8:50 PM It is sometimes a blessing, Jerry....and sometimes....a curse, but it is who I am. Thank you for the visit.

Tim Smith March 7, 2017 at 8:27 PM So achingly beautiful Eileen Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 8:51 PM Thanks, Tim. I'm glad that aching part came into the picture...Some aches...some wounds...never ever heal. That's what poetry is all about...celebrating the beauty and pain of life.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 7, 2017 at 8:23 PM A delicate and somehow taut piece, nicely penned Eileen. xomo! Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 8:52 PM Thanks, Maureen. You grace me with your visit, dear.