Eileen Manassian Poet Quatrain

You Had a Living Angel

You had a living angel
Within your arms easy grasp
Ministering to your needs
While hoping your love would last

She tried to fill your whole life
With the joy of heaven’s light
It brought sweet gentle solace
To every tormented night

You had a guarding angel
Who’d gladly die in your place
She fluttered all around you
Planted kisses on your face

You had a faithful angel
Who’d enfold you in her wings
She soothed away all your pain
With the little songs she’d sing

But you longed for the devil
With those sparkling eyes of lust
With tight figure hugging clothes
And you broke your angel’s trust

For naughty is much nicer
Than loving serenity
You lied to her angel face
Tasted infidelity

You broke your little angel
Sorrow glistened in her eyes
She burned in fires of hell
Set off by all of your lies

Heartbroken, she flew away
And the temptress took her place
But when you make love to her
You will see the angel face

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Mandy Tams The Golden Girl August 16, 2013 at 8:20 AM superb xx

Cecilia Macfarlane August 13, 2013 at 10:33 AM Eileen.....love the bittersweet revenge for he will always remember the angel that flew away and live in the hell of his own making....terrific write! Hugs Eileen Manassian August 14, 2013 at 12:34 AM Thanks, Cecilia.....Very well put. Thanks for dropping by! Hugs!

Carl Fraser August 12, 2013 at 11:12 PM A very heartfelt write Eileen, taking a gift for granted is like a child getting what they desired for christmas only to then set it on fire. Great job here. Blessings Carl Eileen Manassian August 13, 2013 at 8:12 AM Thanks, Carl, for taking the time to read and comment. Yes, the problem with the "grass is greener on the other side" syndrome is that on closer inspection, that grass has it's own share of worms and bugs! ;)

Shiraz Iqbal August 12, 2013 at 12:20 PM I can feel your words... yeah its kinda cruel dat the ones wid most noble heart have to face pangs in lieu of trust Keep writing Eileen Manassian August 13, 2013 at 8:10 AM Shiraz...thanks for the visit and the words of wisdom! :)

Poet Tacito August 12, 2013 at 10:21 AM Phenomenal. This is a very relatable piece for me. The feelings behind this hit quite hard. Never clip an angel's wings... Eileen Manassian August 12, 2013 at 10:22 AM NOPE...NEVER DO THAT...or she will grow little horns and come back to bite ya! ;) Oh, Drake! Thanks for visiting...I've missed the visits....

Nette Onclaud August 12, 2013 at 9:57 AM you make me quiver, not from cold but from flames of your words, eileen... love the contrast and tone of this piece, you devilish angel!..:)hugggs Eileen Manassian August 12, 2013 at 10:03 AM Nette....what a sweet, beautiful, endearing post! Thanks ever so much! I am a devilish angel...I've been reminded of that...what to do? Human nature, my dear....HUGSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!

Christine Phillips August 12, 2013 at 9:52 AM My Dear Eileen, this is such a beautiful poem, it grips me from start to finish. Well done. Eileen Manassian August 12, 2013 at 10:04 AM Christine...thanks for your kind words. I'm so glad that you connected with my work. This is one of the joys in my life...when people read and come away feeling touched to the core! :)

Richard Lamoureux August 12, 2013 at 9:16 AM Good Morning Eileen. Eileen Manassian August 12, 2013 at 10:04 AM RICHARD....the cloud has passed! I'm smiling! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

Lucilla Carrillo August 11, 2013 at 9:47 PM Another beautiful poem. The last stanza says it all. Thanks for sharing... Lucilla Eileen Manassian August 12, 2013 at 10:05 AM Lucilla....so glad for your support. You are always so gracious and kind...Soupers like you are SUPER! Hugs!

Jon A Cavanaugh August 11, 2013 at 1:18 PM Such a sad but beautiful poem. But these sweet wonderful angels will have all there tears wiped away by our loving heavenly Father in due time. Love your poem. Eileen Manassian August 12, 2013 at 10:02 AM Jon! Yes....my dear, they will! :) That's the good news! So glad for a visit from you, my dear. Hope you are having a good day!

Shanity Rain August 11, 2013 at 11:49 AM That is emotionally deep , when a writing takes me to beauty and then truthful pain , I find that a interesting message . Eileen Manassian August 11, 2013 at 11:50 AM Thanks for stopping by, Yvette, and for the kind words.... :)

Richard Lamoureux August 10, 2013 at 11:24 PM This is so good, there are many men who have made this bad decision and have come to regret their choice. Eileen Manassian August 11, 2013 at 4:16 AM And some don't....this is life. Thanks for the visit, Richard...

Jack Ellison August 10, 2013 at 6:04 PM Dearest Elaine... no matter what you write about, it is always with such intense passion. You write beautifully sweet lady... warm heart hugs! Till tomorrow... xoxox Eileen Manassian August 11, 2013 at 11:52 AM Oh Sweetie....that's fine. I'm 46 and i'm in the same boat! ;) I sometimes get my students names mixed up so....I just smile at one of them and say.....you? ;) HUGS!!!! Jack Ellison August 11, 2013 at 5:53 AM Ooops! So sorry my dear EILEEN! It's AGE... 78 today... yee haw! LOL warm hugs from the heart and a big MUAAAAUUUUUUUU! xoxox Eileen Manassian August 11, 2013 at 4:17 AM Thanks, Jack! :) Just one little comment...I'm NOT Elaine....I'm EILEEN! ;) That's ok. I forgive you! Warm hugs returned to you, my dear....

Richard D Seal August 10, 2013 at 2:33 PM An old mate of mine used to say, "You don't look at the mantlepiece while you're poking the fire", lol. My guess is the 'her' may have had an angel too, so this poem could easily have had the line, 'But when you make love to him'. Let's play fair Auntie lol. Take care, Richard Eileen Manassian August 11, 2013 at 4:19 AM AUNTIE....agrees, Mr Seal. It could go both ways.....You are very astute!