Eileen Manassian Poet Rhyme

String of Sorrows

To Die

I numb my brain to ease the pain
The world is mad...a new insane
Compassion's seen with such disdain
The truth now seems so very plain
To die would be considered gain

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Alone 

Alone, alone...always alone
The pain I feel cannot be known
This heart of flesh has turned to stone
Alone, alone...I am alone

Alone, alone...always alone
My dreams on wistful wings have flown
Depression has usurped my throne
Alone, alone...I am alone

Alone, alone...always alone
The wind gives voice to primal groan
This world no empathy has shown
I'll live, I'll die, and rest...alone

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Richard Lamoureux December 4, 2025 at 2:25 PM Only you can know your own experience. I pray hope pushes through your despair. The enemy is blinding you to those who care and have empathy for what you are going through.

John Loving Iii October 8, 2025 at 4:46 PM We've all been there. I'm thinking you've had a lose. better look at the other women poem first. I always believe it's better to write with your real feelings. I have pieces I haven't posted yet. Finding everything new here was a lot of trouble. What happened to "Who's on Line"?

Jerry T Curtis August 29, 2025 at 6:24 AM Would it be asking to much to allow me to much to allow me to make this into a song---I have the tune in my head all ready. See, the trouble with your Poetry is that there is no trouble with it at all. Every word is perfect and projects the emotions you desire to express. The truth is just about everything you write would make beautiful songs. You're so gifted. God Bless Eileen Jerry T Curtis August 30, 2025 at 7:13 AM I had to do it, could not resist....Your song Alone is beautiful , check it out on my page

CayCay Godwin August 19, 2025 at 11:40 PM Eileen, I just realized we have something to laugh about, I commented on your poem many hours ago completely unaware that I had commented on it 11 days ago. It was just as poignantly sad the 2nd time. I've lost my wee mind and I know not where, it left me without thought or care, it is a brat and its actions are unfair. Shame I was never issued a spare!

CayCay Godwin August 19, 2025 at 7:02 PM I have an alone poem that also repeats the alone line just as feeling alone does come around to repeat itself. Your poem is beautiful but if your mood, I know it will not stay but give way to a more worthy mood. Our moods are a revolving door sometimes moving with ease, sometimes bumping us sore. Your heart is a good one, as is this poem, you'll rise, and the poem will remain same that others feel its true color and know that aren't alone. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Andrea Dietrich August 12, 2025 at 1:02 PM Ahhh, it's so sad that you feel so alone. I think there is a difference between lonely and alone. I enjoy being alone and I rarely feel lonely as long as I have my emails and cell phone to contact friends and family. My husband is always around too, but he's disabled now. Things aren't the same. I hope you can feel happier, Eileen. You deserve joy.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 11, 2025 at 8:53 PM A heart rendering write, indeed visceral. Poetry a necessity. xomo

Rowena Velasco August 11, 2025 at 6:18 PM Such a raw and powerful expression of loneliness and pain. The repetition really drives the feeling deep. Thanks for sharing.

John Loving Iii August 11, 2025 at 5:40 PM Your book is going to be a masterpiece. This is just an example of how consistantly Good your work is. and meaningful. John

John Fleming August 11, 2025 at 1:56 AM Pretty tearful stuff, Eileen. Hope you are feeling stronger now. A good old outpouring every so often is good for the Soul. My best regards! :) john

Frederic Parker August 10, 2025 at 7:23 PM The soul is never alone when your conscience speaks and you listen...Frederic Eileen Manassian August 11, 2025 at 1:19 AM Thank you for your visit and words of wisdom, dear.

Paige Hind August 10, 2025 at 4:42 PM This breaks the heart, but it's beautiful. God keep you close to His bosom instead - <3 Eileen Manassian August 11, 2025 at 1:17 AM Thank you, dear. I wrote this in a time of pain. I'm better now. Still... these words deserve to see the light of day. Blessings

Victor Buhagiar August 10, 2025 at 2:27 AM I feel lonely many times. I just write. Eileen Manassian August 11, 2025 at 1:17 AM So so it! Hence the poem. Thank you for visiting. Big hugs

Deb M August 10, 2025 at 2:05 AM Such sadness in your words Eileen….l really felt your loneliness especially…made me feel sad for you. Take care my friend….Debx Eileen Manassian August 11, 2025 at 1:18 AM I'm doing better. I wrote these some time ago. Life has its joys and sorrows. We must embrace both and learn to move ahead. Blessings and thanks.

Connie Pachecho August 9, 2025 at 5:39 PM Eileen, a string of sorrows can turn into a rope of successes. Best wishes. Eileen Manassian August 10, 2025 at 1:12 AM Thank you for that uplifting comment. True. It's good to see things in that light. Thank you for your visit.

sara Etgen-Baker August 9, 2025 at 5:20 PM I felt deep sorrow and pain as I read your poem. Physical pain is one thing, but getting no compassion or empathy is worse. Appreciate the emotional intesity of your words, hugs, Sara Eileen Manassian August 10, 2025 at 1:11 AM Thank you, Sara. I've been going through some challenges. I wrote these a while back, but decided to post them now. I'm visiting my daughter in Cyprus, so... that's a welcome change of scenery. Blessings

Kim Rodrigues August 9, 2025 at 5:09 PM A hug~~~so you’ll know your not alone Eileen Manassian August 10, 2025 at 1:10 AM Thank you. Hugs are always appreciated. God bless. :)

CayCay Godwin August 9, 2025 at 3:31 PM Oh, my - the ever-possible Soup dilemma, is it fiction or fact? I know I have felt this way twice in my life. Shifting gears, I've seen you here and there, waved at you everywhere but you didn't know I was happy to see you. I'm glad to have finally made it to your space. So many peps to read. I always loved reading your poems and this is no exception. Are you still teaching? Just you & your daughter? Am I too nosy? I'll just say, poetry wise, you deliver, you deliver. Hugs, CayCay Eileen Manassian August 10, 2025 at 1:09 AM Hi, dear. I'm often lonely. My husband travels a lot for work. It gets me down, but... nothing I can do about it, even when my mental health suffers. The state of the world also gets me down, so no... not fiction. Taking it one day at a time, and trying to survive. I'm visiting my daughter in Cyprus... so that's bringing me joy. Big hugs and thanks for the visit.

Jan Allison August 9, 2025 at 2:14 PM gosh Eileen, this poem left a lump in my throat, such despair such loneliness and death seems the only option. the impact of the alone alone lines hits home hard. hugs Jan xx Eileen Manassian August 9, 2025 at 2:17 PM Hi sweetie...wrote these lines some time ago. Was bored tonight so I thought I'd post them. My daughter was out with friends. Hope you're doing well. Big hugs