Eileen Manassian Poet Free verse

Unbridled

My passion gallops
Without restraint
Reckless and free
Unbridled
Unbridled like me

If you can’t keep astride
Don’t try to rein me in
Gets your hands out of my mane
Or I’ll drive you insane
Nothing can stop me
It was meant to be
This passion
This fire in me
Unbridled

I won’t let you break me in
Confining me is a sin
I won’t be tamed
So…be ashamed
You’re no match for me
With your mediocrity
Lukewarm has no command
On potent sensuality
NO! I was born to be free
No care for a corralled society

A mare 
Aware
I’m on a dare
Without a care
Watch my flair
As I stomp and stampede
Till I fulfill my need
Hooves tossed to the sky
Watch me fly
For you can never know
The strength of passion and so
Set me free
Let me be
My passion is like me
Unbridled!

Eileen Manassian Ghali

PS….I make no apologies for being a sensual person, a fact that is reflected in 
my poetry. I’m tired of living in a society which is confined…a society in which 
sensuality is defined by skewed parameters. If you find the content 
distasteful….just scroll on.

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Paul Callus July 13, 2014 at 7:07 AM You are in your best element here, Eileen. Unbridled passion that leads to the final complete satisfaction...on your own terms. // paul Eileen Manassian July 13, 2014 at 7:48 AM Paul...this is after all, a social site. I guess some would consider me too forward as it is. I can't write much...but my poetry speaks for me...for my heart...and for my dreams....Thank you for your support. It is so appreciate. I miss you when you don't pass by.

Sarai Virden July 12, 2014 at 5:57 PM Always liked the fact that your passionate... Your poetry is on fire and beautiful sweet Eileen. Hugs Eileen Manassian July 13, 2014 at 2:55 AM Thank you, my dear Sarai. I'm glad you visited and left me this lovely comment to cheer me. Hugs

Justin Bordner July 12, 2014 at 1:55 PM Preach on wild One! We should race sometime, you and me, Bronco Boy...J.A.B. "Gets your hands out of my mane..." super saucey! Eileen Manassian July 13, 2014 at 2:47 AM In your case, I know I am preaching to the converted, Justin! ;) That race sounds like a mighty fine idea. I'm sure I know who the victor will be. Saucy...but sweet...a special treat.

Richard Lamoureux July 12, 2014 at 9:21 AM Certainly not distasteful to me. I believe we should celebrate the gift of sensuality. Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 11:48 AM Amen to that. Thanks for the affirmation!

Charmaine Chircop July 11, 2014 at 2:12 PM Nothing is distateful about being passionate Eileen.Just keep being yourself,and never let amyone steal the sparkle in your heart. Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 11:47 AM Thanks, my sweet. The sparkle is about to go out, but...I will be my own sparkle keeper! At times, that is all you can do. Hugs to you!

Jan Allison July 11, 2014 at 2:06 PM Your sensuality shines through Eileen no need to apologise - people have a choice to read on or not! Hugs Jan xxxx Eileen Manassian July 12, 2014 at 11:46 AM Yes, you are right, my dear. I'm so tired of trying to hide this fact. I have written on other topics...nature and such...but this is what I do best...and I will continue...for it is who I am. Thanks!

David Brown July 11, 2014 at 1:31 PM How could that possibly be distasteful?? My goodness, wonderful writing Eileen. I can see and feel the freedom.... David Eileen Manassian July 11, 2014 at 1:32 PM Thank you, David. I appreciate this. :) Your Angel poem was fantastic. Wonderful write.