Eileen Manassian Poet Tanka

The Wound

With tears I cleansed it
Made sure that no dirt remained
Bandaged and covered it up
The wound of my heart
I daily check for healing
Once again exposed- it bleeds.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Saleem Durrani April 19, 2013 at 8:24 AM Eileen, sometime we all have a moment in life to just wash away all the fears in us and tears are the only way God truly listens to our prayers and worries that heals us by blessing us with hope. Great write. xoxox Eileen Manassian April 19, 2013 at 8:26 AM Thanks, Saleem. Wise words indeed. I appreciate your comment.

Painted Hunter April 11, 2013 at 11:24 AM Ouch....great tanka! Eileen Manassian April 11, 2013 at 11:54 AM Why...thankya! HA HA! ;)

Richard Lamoureux April 9, 2013 at 7:51 AM Writing is definately a source of healing. Richard Lamoureux April 9, 2013 at 7:12 PM No thanks required Eileen Manassian April 9, 2013 at 8:06 AM It surely is, Richard. Thank you for taking the time to read this. I appreciate it.