Eileen Manassian Poet Personification

Whenever You Come

sometimes when you come
and i'm hardly aware of your presence
a warmth that spreads
envelopes me
a well being
in my heart
tranquility transcending
little by little
gentle caresses
bring an awakening
and i know
it's you
i succumb
to your ministrations
feeling the changes
you bring
quiet till you've had you fill
i lie still
feeling your movement inside
content in the knowledge
i will bear fruit

other times you shake me
a forceful wind
you bend and move me and sway
how you play me
want to slay me
i'm helpless in your grip
you rampage and rage
manifesting your power
you make sure i'm aware
you're here
there
your everywhere
you claim as i quiver
all other thoughts cease
as i wait for release
when your done fulfilling your need
and i am left alone

alone to reel, to relive, to reveal

however you come,
inspiration
you leave me...undone
naked
in heightened state of awareness
that only is subdued
when i've fully released
all that's left of you

my life peaks and thrills
with your every visit
be it frenzied or calm
at dusk or at dawn
whenever u come
i live

i live

Eileen Manassian

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Pratidhwani Biswal July 1, 2017 at 10:16 PM Beautiful poem...

Charlotte Puddifoot March 25, 2017 at 4:24 AM oohh i thought the poem was about one thing, and then as it unfolded i realised it was something else! i do like these sort of dual meaning writes, and i also enjoy personification in a poem...isn't it great when these moments of inspiration come? it's how i've always written - bursts of creativity, then nothing in between...thanks for visiting and commenting; i was nervy about that poem! it draws on personal experience, but i also had in mind how a person can feel 'hunted' on social media

Paul Callus March 11, 2017 at 3:33 AM This is excellent, Eileen. Initially you lead the reader astray, till towards the end one catches on to the superbly applied personification. I'm so pleased to see you on great terms with inspiration!! You and poetry were made for each other:) Hugs // paul

Eve Roper March 10, 2017 at 11:31 PM Very powerful sensual write ;-) hugs ~*

Andrea Dietrich March 8, 2017 at 3:30 PM Sensual personification, Eileen. I just love that short final line. To love is to live!!!

Richard Lamoureux March 7, 2017 at 9:07 AM What a great way to start the day Eileen! Those of us who feel the passion of inspiration are powerless to her/his touch. You have expressed it eloquently. Hugs Rick. Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 10:20 AM Thanks, dear. So good to read this today as I'm feeling a bit down. By the way, I have two blogs up you might want to take a look at. Hugs

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders March 7, 2017 at 1:21 AM Oh Wow, an amazing, passionate write, Eileen! I love the personification...and yes, I'm blushing. (BTW, I'm reading this one to my husband. I'm sure he'll love it!) Eileen Manassian March 7, 2017 at 1:44 AM :) Thanks, dear....I see the world with these lenses on. It's part and parcel of who I am. Can't fight it. Thanks for the lovely visit. HUGS

Richard D Seal March 6, 2017 at 6:42 PM "I live, I live", I think Frankenstein's monster said the same thing my little Desert Orchid lol. I wouldn't mind a visit from your friend myself. I love the illusion in this write, your good. Take care, Richard Eileen Manassian March 6, 2017 at 9:48 PM :) Hmmmmm...seems I and the monster have much in common. I'll send my friend over. Perhaps you will get inspired to write another thrilled. Take care, Eileen

James Marshall Goff March 6, 2017 at 12:37 AM Again...Eileen, your ability to proclaim the divinity of human connection adds heightned awareness...thank you! Eileen Manassian March 6, 2017 at 9:50 PM Thanks, James. I love to write and love and romance...I'm a silly fool for love. Hugs

CayCay Godwin March 5, 2017 at 10:36 PM Off the page good! I love this for more reasons than will fit in this box. Such talent, right here, right now!!!!! 7000 Hugs ... CayCay Eileen Manassian March 6, 2017 at 9:51 PM Awwwww...thanks, sweetie. I relish your every word of praise. Hugs

Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 9:30 PM You are the lady justice of poetry!!!! Eileen Manassian March 6, 2017 at 9:51 PM ;) Is that a new name for me to cherish? Thanks, Arthur. Hugs

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 5, 2017 at 9:20 PM I have never read anything quite so clear and so elusive that has made me blush so. So 7 xomo! Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart March 5, 2017 at 9:54 PM Yes yes yes! I can attest. You lovely, your words are life giving. Eileen Manassian March 5, 2017 at 9:27 PM Dear, inspiration moves me. It is sometimes something gradual that you mull for a while. Other times, you can't wait to let it all pour out of your soul. Both ways...it's life altering. Yes, there was a sensual element to this. Hence, your blushing! ;) Analogies are the thing in poetry, are they not! :) Hugs

Arthur Vaso March 5, 2017 at 8:39 PM Ah how to read such flowing prose is like a breeze on my face, so sweet, fresh and inspirational!! Hugs! Eileen Manassian March 5, 2017 at 8:47 PM Thanks, dear...there is no greater joy than being inspired to write...I can't really do justice to it. Thank you for your sweet comment. Hugs