Eileen Manassian Poet Narrative

Revenge

To one day see you...
to one day walk towards you
with beguiling smile
all the pain of yesterday
hidden away...
apparently forgotten
there is a gleam in my eye
as I come nearer

My floral scent
has already reached you
embracing, intoxicating
I see my power...
and I come nearer
I flip back my luxuriant mane
it drives you insane
the pain
of this chance meeting
in your eyes...

I look up to you
I lean in
for a greeting kiss
I linger
a moment longer than necessary
to unleash old feelings
let them ride like wild horses
thundering through your body
until you are shaking

I release in a tide
all that I am
I stand there smoldering
a vision in scorching red
it gets to your head
to have you see
how people look at me
to see how they look at you
with eyes of envy

And then HE makes his presence known
arms around my waist
you can't see his face
it is buried deep in my tresses
where he is leaving kisses
Then he tilts my head back
and devours my lips with his kiss
showing his ownership

Ah....but to know 
to know you are watching
to know you are suffering
to know that regret
is clutching at your throat
with bitter bile
I'll smile
when my kiss is through
and give you a tight hug
pressing into you
and say...
in words dipped in sugar
"Fancy meeting you, dear...
It's been a while
Looking good, there.
Take care.
Don't forget to smile."

Then to walk away with HIM
only to look back for you to see
my face glowing with glee
to blow you a little kiss
sheer bliss

Revenge is sweet

Eleen

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Mama Bear November 7, 2014 at 7:37 PM Kick him where it hurts my dear. He must deserve it. You are strong and you will be happy. God has a path you must follow and trust that He will bring you to happiness once again Missed you. Glad to know where you are again. Blessings and love Edith

Paul Callus October 19, 2014 at 3:46 PM Ohhh devil in red!!! devil in disguise!! How lucky we are to be able to use our fertile imagination in this way! But you have thought about revenge before, Eileen and you take pleasure in dishing it out. No wonder your face glows with glee:) hugs // paul

Tim Smith October 19, 2014 at 1:14 PM Revenge is sweet....You capture the heart of every person that has been dumped or cheated on...hugs Tim Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 1:27 PM Hi, Tim. Yes...it surely is sweet. At least in my imagination. Thanks for the visit. I read your last two pieces. Both collabs. Wonderful work. Good luck.

Demetrios Trifiatis October 19, 2014 at 12:28 PM WOMAN: A force of nature that even nature cannot put up with. How happy I am to be...only your friend! If revenge is sweet then this poem is the nectar of the Olympians! Masterfully devilish, dear Eileen! A seven! Demetrios Trifiatis October 19, 2014 at 12:36 PM Yes, you are, even he would be afraid of you! Ha-ha! (not HE) Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 12:30 PM My dear poet....you make me smile. I will never dare to work against you. :) The nectar of the Olympians...indeed. Thank you for this...Yes, Masterfully devilish I can be. Isn't that part of my charm! ;) Emai atakti merikes fores...Ti na kano??

Vaibhav Parmar October 19, 2014 at 10:49 AM Amazingly written Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 12:34 PM Thanks ever so much, Vaibhav. I appreciate the visit.

Casarah Nance October 19, 2014 at 6:37 AM I like this, so often it is through the other perspective, a scene like this played out, but through the eyes of tiger, well done! Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 12:35 PM Thanks for the visit, Cas....Eye of the tiger...Yes! Why not? ;)

Richard Lamoureux October 19, 2014 at 5:56 AM They do say the best revenge is doing well. In this case you have to wonder if the character you developed is truly happy because if she was the pleasure of her new relationship would have eclipsed her desire to see her former lover hurt. This betrays her heart for it sounds as though she still desires him. I think your write has layers beyond the layers, bravo my dear. Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 6:12 AM YOU have an astute mind. Yes...you are right. If the narrator did not yet care for him she would not have wanted so much to see him PAY! Wow. Good one, Richard. You know the NARRATOR so well! :) We manipulate our writes...that is all we can do...Real live characters cannot be manipulated...Make believe...is sometimes sweet. Hugs

Liam Mcdaid October 19, 2014 at 3:59 AM oh never like the words revenge sounds of hurt and hate always weeps very beautifully penned eileen love the style you used in this dear friend Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 4:01 AM Yes, Liam. Revenge is born of pain and disappointed love. It is born out of neglect to nurture a heart that's true. We write of different emotions that we experience at different times in our lives, my dear. That is the joy of writing.

Justin Bordner October 19, 2014 at 2:19 AM Revenge is a terrible seduction of pride, and can only be bestowed upon those deserving it's hot humility. There is a difference between revenge and justice, one is by choice, the other must be. You do look gorgeous in red revenge Eileen. You know how to deliver pain as well as pleadure, a consequence of severe beauty. That 4th verse is hot and cruel...J.A.B. Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 3:22 AM Thank you, Justin...You are so right. There IS a difference between revenge and justice. It is with relish that this would unfold...with relish to see pain....with relish to see regret...When one has given ALL and not been appreciated, or loved....there is only sweet revenge to give life to the bones. The narrator knows this well and knows how to inflict pain. Timing is everything. Hot and cruel...Yes. Why not? Thanks for the visit and for the affirmation of this little scene.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma October 19, 2014 at 2:04 AM Wow that's so lovely Eileen! There cud not hv been a better way to take revenge! Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 3:24 AM :) Dr Upma....this is a little story that took place in my head....Different scenes...differences places....but revenge is central to the story. I know it is not a particularly good trait to speak or write of...But you know the saying well, "Hell knoweth not the fury of a woman scorned." ;) Hugs

Timothy Hicks October 19, 2014 at 1:04 AM Definitely seems like YOU behind these words... one side sweet and innocent... and the other passionate and spontaneous. "Fancy meeting you dear"... << great build-up to this part. I could feel the raw emotion. Looks like you enjoyed your moment in the sun ;) Eileen Manassian October 19, 2014 at 3:26 AM Oh...I did, Timothy. I did. It was sweet, indeed. Sweet in my thoughts and sweet to my heart. At least in my thoughts I can live out some past pain and process it well. :) Hugs