Eileen Manassian Poet Rhyme

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You Took

You took my happy and you made it sad
You took the words I wrote and made them bad
You took my dreams and turned them into stone
My hopes you killed and splayed me to the bone

You took my smile and turned it into tears
The freedom that I had you nailed with fear
Whatever I held dear, you took away
and naked here I stand with this to say:

What's broken in your heart that makes you hate?
What gnawing anger growls that you must sate?
Look deep into your soul and try to heal
The pain you have inflicted feels so real

And while you sleep at night, I lie awake
The smugness round your heart is dipped in hate
You rise again without a single care
Your insecurities the robe you wear

And so I give to you all that you need
I try in vain to live, but here I bleed
Perhaps you'll look for me, and you will find
My death was brought about by words unkind

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Richard Lamoureux April 23, 2016 at 9:20 AM I'm glad to see you responding to comments. Next step get back to writing. Your fans await. Hugs Rick.

Kabuteng P.Ink K. April 22, 2016 at 12:04 PM My memory is kind of wonky today, but after reading this, that saying "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but names will never hurt me", sorry or was that "words will always hurt me"?if it's the latter, I think it's so true, words can truly hurt so much-too much that it can break us inside. But I think, that whatever you are going through, Eileen, you can overcome. You are a strong woman. Take strength from those who love you. Somehow, Phil Collins' True Colors comes to my mind for you. Hugs!

Jerry T Curtis April 22, 2016 at 6:11 AM Another beautiful write---I suspect Your joy, as does mine, comes more from being a friend than having one----God Bless Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:19 AM Thanks, Jerry. I'm very loyal to true friends. I appreciate your visit. Hugs

Nandita Das April 21, 2016 at 3:32 AM This is so heartfelt. Your poem expresses your hurt but you've turned your pain into beautiful poetry. As your favorite author Paul says in the Bible, "Why not rather suffer being wronged than wrong others?"...I think, that's what you're rightly doing. Take heart. "This too shall pass". Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:21 AM Yes, those words of his are some of the hardest to take to heart, dear. I've used that myself when talking to others in Bible study groups. Thanks for the reminder. It's just when it happens repeatedly that it becomes hard to ignore. Thanks....dear. Bless you. Richard Lamoureux April 22, 2016 at 8:13 AM Great words to ponder!

Richard Lamoureux April 21, 2016 at 12:47 AM I'm so sorry you are feeling this way. I wish you could hang onto the people that care. The ones that don't, aren't worthy of the emotions you are feeling. Hugs Rick. Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:24 AM Yes, Richard. You know why I'm feeling this way as I have shared it with you in email. It is taking it's time. I'll be Ok soon. At least I can reply to comments now. That in itself is something. Hugs

Paul Callus April 20, 2016 at 2:01 PM Two things that get to me are hate and backstabbing. Hate could sprout from jealousy...backstabbing, the sign of cowardice. I am sorry that you are feeling so hurt, Eileen, but don't dwell too much on negativity...there is a brighter side to life! hugs // paul Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:26 AM What causes it? That's the question. I've learned that people won't believe you no matter how hard you try, Paul. They won't give you the benefit of the doubt because of their own....hangups. Thanks for visiting. My Poem, The Maltese Moon, is second in the top new poems category. I'm glad I could bring honor to your country. Hugs

Arthur Vaso April 19, 2016 at 11:03 PM You are such an inspiration, you turn even bad moments into poetic gold! and really I am inspired!!!!!! Hugs!!! Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:28 AM Thanks, Dear. You are kind. I appreciate you checking on me. Bless you for it. Hugs

Gail Foster April 19, 2016 at 8:37 PM If I can get through this sh*t, you can. Your poem is my poem. I'm so sorry that this is happening to you. I am attempting to respond to the shock and pain of my situation by writing as well as I possibly can. In your poem you seem to be doing the same. Keep writing. As long as we are writing we are still alive. Feel free to soupmail me anytime. Well written. Bravo. Bless you x Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:29 AM Thank you, Gail, for this lovely message. It helps to know that you have found a coping mechanism that works for you. I'm a bit better now, but I'm not out of the woods yet because this situation will not go away...I'm certain of that. However, I'm not ready to leave the site, so I have to deal with it best I can. Thanks for the love. Richard Lamoureux April 21, 2016 at 12:50 AM I'm sorry you are having a similar experience.

Ilene Bauer April 19, 2016 at 5:03 PM eileen - i am heartbroken for you. i hope you can get over this pain very soon. if it's any consolation (and hey - you are a poet!), you've done a magnificent job of expressing what you're feeling in a very powerful way... Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:30 AM It is a consolation, Ilene. Thanks every so much. :) You've made me smile with this lovely post. Bless you. I was in need. Hugs

Neva Romaine April 19, 2016 at 3:14 PM Hey Eileen, stopped by for a visit and found this heartbreaking piece from you. I do personally understand the inner pain that this type of cruelty can cause. So now that you have been able to express it in words - let the light start shining in your eyes again; allow the sweet memories of love and good experiences to flow through your heart now - and whoever this person is - stay away from them forever!! It's a good thing to forgive now and move on, but don't forget. Be Blessed, Neva Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:35 AM Yes, dear. It is impossible to forget. It has happened repeatidly and I do believe that no matter what I do, this person's opinion will never change due to faulty assumptions. The sad thing is...it has influenced others. This is life. We must learn to cope. I do believe that staying away has it's benefits, but I've been been criticized for doing that. I appreciate the love I have received on this poem from people who are dear to my heart....The rest...as in the words of Hamlet...is silence. Hugs, dear

Charmaine Chircop April 19, 2016 at 2:47 PM Hi dear Eileen..this is so deep and sad ..I hope We ll take your sad and make it happy again. Btw , Drake is starting his show again...It will be 3am on the isle, but I will do my best to listen to it in the archives. Hope to hear you once again. .Hugs x Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:38 AM Thanks, dear. I know. I'm glad that it has started again. I still need some time to get excited about it. We will see how things go. Hugs, dear one.

Poet Tacito April 19, 2016 at 2:32 PM If you need a shoulder, hit me up. (Hug) Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:43 AM Thank you, Drake. I appreciate it.

Lin Lane April 19, 2016 at 2:24 PM Those who turn our laughter into tears, and our smiles into frowns will reap what they sew. Vengeance does not belong to us to take, but those who do wrong will be handed their just punishment. Eileen, keep true to yourself and don't change the way you do things, or the person you are. Hugs to you. Eileen Manassian April 22, 2016 at 9:44 AM Thanks, Lin. You don't know how comforting this is to me. I appreciate your support. I'm glad you are back. I will visit you soon. It has taken me some time to recover. Hugs

Jan Allison April 19, 2016 at 2:08 PM Oh Eileen this is so sad that someone had made a person feel so bad. I see so much negativity especially on blogs and poems still being plagerised - why can't we all just get along:-( hugs jan xx Eileen Manassian April 19, 2016 at 2:12 PM Thanks, Hon. The pain here is very real, Jan. I'm devastated. Hugs