Eileen Manassian Poet Tanka

You Are the Dead Sea

You are the Dead Sea
You just take and take and take
Never giving back
Concentrated...with your needs
Buoyancy made of your pride

The one who enters 
Cannot dive into your depths
Cannot open eyes 
To see what resides inside
To me, you are the Dead Sea

I flow with my love
I just give and give and give
I am parched and dry
Immersion is what I need
You will never be a stream

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Paul Callus March 12, 2020 at 6:22 AM This is excellent, Eileen...and it's going to my favs! I like to receive, but on condition that in return I give tenfold:) Love & Hugs // paul

Liam Mcdaid September 8, 2013 at 5:37 AM excellent piece

Poet Destroyer A September 3, 2013 at 12:17 PM Eileen, this is sad when one feels life has no doors, so they take all they can with no good intentions. I hope, my waters will always flow. a deep poem, like a waterfall...xox~ Linda Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 7:55 AM Hi Linda....Yes....obviously it is easier to get than to give, but as the good Book says....It is more blessed to give than to receive! :) Thanks for stopping by, my dear...hope all is well! Hugs!

Poet Tacito September 3, 2013 at 9:34 AM Ferocious lines! This was almost a Slam style message. I loved this! "You will never be a stream"......only a waterfall, falling ever downward. Hell yeah!!!! =D Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 7:57 AM ROAR...... ;) I had to do that after reading FEROCIOUS! LOVE that word! I'm getting to be a slam kinda gal! Hmmmmm...should we be worried? Drake...don't go pulling a disappearing act again, ya hear? Missed these kind of posts that give me such a boost. Hugs!

Richard Lamoureux September 3, 2013 at 8:08 AM A good metophor. I understand that the dead sea continues to shrink. Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 7:58 AM Thanks, Richard....that's what happens when there is no outflow of life! ;)

Demetrios Trifiatis September 3, 2013 at 3:44 AM My dearest Eileen, your wisdom blooming, your poetry maturing, enlightenment is coming, stay fast on the Lord's road and you will never walk alone! Fantastic metaphor that hits the nail on the head! 7! Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 7:59 AM These words from you, my dear sweet poet, are a balm to my soul and music to my ears! :) Thank you for being so gracious...I'm touched! Filakia!!!

Jon A Cavanaugh September 2, 2013 at 9:18 PM I love this metaphor you have developed. Restricted to the surface of a dead sea seems like a very superficial relationship. Excellent write. Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 8:00 AM Yes, Jon...that was what I was hoping to portray...No relationship can last if there is no reciprocity. Thanks for the lovely visit!

Richard D Seal September 2, 2013 at 4:59 PM You're really on the ranting trail today my little Desert Orchid, Now, is this a man or a woman you're alluding to? Take care, Richard Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 8:01 AM Oh dear me! Need you even ask??? Come now....Women are flowing with love and sweetness...Most definitely a man, my dear!

Ilene Bauer September 2, 2013 at 2:38 PM great analogy! i love the way you've developed the theme here... Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 8:04 AM Thanks, Ilene...a visit from you is always a great pleasure....You GIVE me a boost. Hugs!

Painted Hunter September 2, 2013 at 2:21 PM I love the connection between the murky, salty depths of the Dead Sea to a person's inside...Great Stuff! I am clear and cool...hahaha....well, maybe a little muddy.. Eileen Manassian September 4, 2013 at 7:46 AM Yes, I do believe you are clear and cool, Caleb...Muddy? We all get that way sometimes!!! ;) Thanks for passing by!

Kash Poet September 2, 2013 at 1:31 PM Hope nobody thinks I am a dead sea ... Eileen Manassian September 2, 2013 at 2:00 PM Some people are just naturally more giving, I guess...An idea that popped into my mind. The Dead Sea is so densely filled with salt and minerals that you just float whether you want to or not. You can lie there and read a paper! ;) I guess at some time we can be a little like that. It is good to give as well. I hope the same for me! :)

Kash Poet September 2, 2013 at 1:29 PM Very passionate poem.Feelings expressed very emotionally in this tanka series.Beautifully written. Eileen Manassian September 2, 2013 at 1:58 PM Kash....where you been???? So glad to see you! Thanks for the visit!

Nette Onclaud September 2, 2013 at 12:23 PM touching me deeply with both angst and beauty of your feelings... smashing hit, eileen!..:) huggs Eileen Manassian September 2, 2013 at 12:38 PM Thanks, Nette...You are amazing! :)