Eileen Manassian Poet Dramatic Monologue

You Too Will Go

You too will go
In wake of time
When I have lost
Rhythm and rhyme
When beauty is
No longer mine
Again mortal
And not divine
It’s just the way 
The way of life
What fascinates
Will lose its glow
And this sad truth
I surely know
Like all others
Down this long line
Who found me sweet
But for a time
You too will go

You too will go
When all my words
No longer fill
And written lines
No longer thrill
When what I write
Is seen as stale
Nothing
No nothing will prevail
You too will go

You too will go
Like you have gone
Some time before
For others that
You did adore
When wonder fades
And skies turn grey
When darkness crowds
The light of day
You too will go
And I will stay
Yes, I will stay
Left here to pray
For LOVE to come

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Lucilla Carrillo July 18, 2014 at 7:17 AM Eileen; The outside beauty fades with time, but the beauty that comes from within - stays forever. That is what you have. Many people will walk in and out of our lives, but few will live prints in our hearts. You are one of those people. Smile we love you... Lucilla

Richard Lamoureux July 17, 2014 at 7:16 AM Your beauty is eternal my dear.

Ilene Bauer July 16, 2014 at 5:07 PM i love the flow of this poem, eileen! this is wonderful...

Justin Bordner July 16, 2014 at 1:57 PM What happens if your beauty grows stronger? What happens to those who are in love with your soul Eileen? J.A.B. Eileen Manassian July 16, 2014 at 2:40 PM These questions have me searching for answers, Justin. Beautiful questions from a beautiful soul. Thank you.

Dr. Upma A. Sharma July 16, 2014 at 12:37 PM Ur write is so true Eileen ! Mortals will end but Yes love never ends, keeps coming back,, thnx for sharing !

Richard Lamoureux July 16, 2014 at 9:13 AM I don't know about others but I keep coming back and you never dissapoint. Eileen Manassian July 16, 2014 at 9:18 AM Thank you, Richard...Poets are a fickle lot. Swayed by words. Loyalties change. Oh well...this is life. It's almost like being an actress who depends on her looks for her livelihood. Once the looks are gone...she has this panic attack. How will she survive. Writers are the same. Always worried their words will somehow get lost in the poetry pool. Anyway...thanks for the lovely comment.

Anne-Lise Andresen July 16, 2014 at 7:03 AM - Eileen, remember your female strength. - Plead not, not beg, do not throw you in the dust - Show your courage, take my hand.... stand with us, fight with us !!! - Well written my friend ! - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Eileen Manassian July 16, 2014 at 9:19 AM Love you, my Sunshine. How I wish I could meet you in person. You must just exude warmth and beauty. Thank you. Hugs.

Connie Marcum Wong July 16, 2014 at 5:40 AM Sounds like the melancholy moon that was full stirred your emotions Eileen. It affects everyone that way. I want to stay! Hugs, C Eileen Manassian July 16, 2014 at 9:20 AM Thanks for the lovely post, Connie. I'm glad that you will stay. I'm happy to have your visit today. Hugs

Nette Onclaud July 16, 2014 at 3:36 AM eileen, very graphic images with a sense of longing...i like the way you express one's feeling in a subtle way--really effective!.. huggs Eileen Manassian July 16, 2014 at 9:20 AM Thank you, Nette. Glad you swung by today. Hope all is well with you. Hugs.