Eileen Manassian Poet Rhyme

You Made Your Bed

You made your bed, now lie in it
devoid of warmth and care
between the crumpled, dirty sheets
Pretend that I am there

You made your bed, in crazed haste
and hoped to cover all
the memories that you had of me
but now you hope I'll call

You made your bed now feel regret
For love like mine's unknown
You shiver as you toss and turn
her lust is all she's shown

You made your bed for her instead
and yet you burn for me
you thought a better beauty queen
gave heightened ecstacy

You made your bed, in thorns blood red
she sleeps and lets you burn
You dream of me, my constancy
Once sated, now you yearn

You made your bed, let it be said
I made my own bed, too
the man who loves the all of me
sleeps soundly, not like you.

The bed I've made, with roses laid
Is where he longs to be
its sheets on fire with his desire
he loves and feasts on me

Sleep in your bed, where love is dead
Weep for the love you miss
and see me in your lucid dreams
bathed in my lover's kiss

Eileen Manassian

Please...read poetry for the sake of poetry and refrain from making inferences that are not called for. I enjoyed writing this piece as I thought of that saying....You made your bed, now you must lie in it. I've written on proverbs and poetical themes. I enjoy the challenge.

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Paige Hind August 7, 2024 at 2:51 PM What a gifted write from that quote...a real enjoyable read, <3 Eileen Manassian August 7, 2024 at 6:11 PM Thank you for your many visit and words of affirmation. They mean so much.

The Situation August 25, 2023 at 12:29 PM It's a reality for some. And a tragity for others. Of course I could never write this because being a Man, We're unforgiving. And when we say "You made your bed now lie in it" No argument it's the end.

Nancy Kaufman February 16, 2020 at 10:16 AM what a talent you are..thank you

Paul Callus March 13, 2018 at 2:07 PM You have treated this subject before, Eileen, and yet you still manage to give it a brand new touch. Love all the content, especially the last three stanzas! As usual you excel in smooth flowing rhyme. Hugs // paul Eileen Manassian March 14, 2018 at 2:17 PM Dear Paul...these are the comments I like to read. I love it when fellow poets read the poem for what it is and do not make personal references. Thank you...dear. I miss you. Hope all is well. Love to the family.

FJ Thomas March 13, 2018 at 9:33 AM BOOM BABY! Eilee your words are a torch that illuminate the heart and mind. Awesomeness! Eileen Manassian March 14, 2018 at 2:18 PM Shadow....what a lovely avatar. :) I wish I had full lips like yours. Thank you for liking this poem. These are the comments that bring me joy....comments about my poems. Hugs

Andrea Dietrich March 12, 2018 at 6:26 PM Oh, I love this, Eileen. I wrote one a long time ago going off the expression: you made your bed, now lie in it, but I took mine a different direction. This is so cool. Eileen Manassian March 14, 2018 at 2:18 PM Thanks, dear. Inspiration gets us in different ways. I'm glad you liked this piece. Hope all is well. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux March 12, 2018 at 2:31 PM You write this type of poetry with just the right amount of Ooh la la! Eileen Manassian March 14, 2018 at 2:19 PM :) Thanks, Richard. You always support me in ways that bring me joy. :)

Probir Gupta March 12, 2018 at 6:03 AM A beautiful poem ... both the situations brought out rhythmically ... Eileen Manassian March 14, 2018 at 2:20 PM Thank you. I tend more toward rhythmic poetry than free verse. I appreciate the visit.

Arturo Michael March 11, 2018 at 10:22 AM No mercy...At least you released it...good line..." You've made your bed"...All the best Eileen Eileen Manassian March 11, 2018 at 10:24 AM Arturo, kindly go back and read my footnote. I seems I need to write a disclaimer. It's sad that there is a necessity for it here. Blessings.

Mick Talbot March 11, 2018 at 9:52 AM A masterpiece, I agree with all... Mick Eileen Manassian March 11, 2018 at 10:12 AM Thank you for the visit, Mick.

Agnes Krampe March 11, 2018 at 8:28 AM Love this, Eileen! It feels and flows like an old folk song, the repetition works really well. Eileen Manassian March 11, 2018 at 10:13 AM Thanks, Agnes. The poem basically write itself. There was a place or two where I struggled with finding the right word, but other than that...it was pretty easy writing. I liked taking that well known phrase and changing it. :) Thanks for the visit.

Maria Williams March 11, 2018 at 6:19 AM Hope he lives a life of regret Eileen. A very sensual write covering the winner and the loser - the woman being the winner. Loved it...Mariaxx Eileen Manassian March 11, 2018 at 8:28 AM Hi, dear...thanks for the visit. I enjoy writing this type of poetry. Can you imagine that revenge is not listed as one of the topics? Hope Poetry Soup looks into it. Hugs and thanks for reading. It is much appreciated.