Eileen Manassian Poet Quatrain

Your Lover

You cannot forget him
No matter how you try
His image always there
Adored in your mind’s eye

You try hard to forget
How he made your heart ache
You swore that loving him
Was such a bad mistake

Yet, you can’t stop wanting
His hands upon your skin
You write loving letters
Hoping his heart to win

You question tomorrow
Will it bring sweet reprieve?
But it dawns full of pain
As for his love you grieve

You try on your best dress 
Spray on the sweetest scent
Hope that you'll entice him
His absence you resent

You give the best you have
Knowing it will not do
His heart’s with another
He’s not in love with you

So you keep on dreaming
One day he’ll see the light
Be your ardent lover
Through each and every night.

Eileen Manassian Ghali

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Poet Destroyer A June 22, 2014 at 11:52 AM Deep poem Eileen, Congratulations, enjoyed stopping by to view, every featured poem, on the soups Home Page. Take Care & Have Fun this coming week..... Luve Linda

Casarah Nance June 16, 2014 at 4:54 PM Oh yep, that ptis a feeling alright, what a description you said so well for that emotion. Grats on being featured this week, I enjoyed it I had to come by and let you know :)

Tim Smith June 15, 2014 at 7:50 PM I dreamt this dream for two years....once I let her go I found so much happiness...hugs Tim

Andrea Dietrich October 22, 2013 at 8:42 AM yep, I remember this feeling from my youth. Always wanting the wrong guy!! Good one! Eileen Manassian November 4, 2013 at 8:59 AM Yea........go figure that one! ;) Frustrating, isn't it? Hugs. Thanks for the visit!

Richard D Seal October 21, 2013 at 7:24 PM Sometimes all we can do is dream and hope for the best my little Desert Orchid. This is wonderful glimpse into a womans mind. Take care, Richard Eileen Manassian November 4, 2013 at 8:59 AM Hmmmmmmmmm........at glimpse into a woman's mind....You sure you can handle that, Mr Seal....it is crazy in there. HUGS! ;)

Liam Mcdaid October 21, 2013 at 10:10 AM penned beautiful eileen Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 1:44 PM Thanks, Liam......I try! :)

Richard Lamoureux October 21, 2013 at 8:54 AM Some dreams are not worth hanging onto, still your poem is eloquently expressed. Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 1:51 PM Every reader brings their own interpretation to a poem....The word lover here could be in the physical sense....or a loved one....Some aspects are metaphorical....Dreams are dreams....No one can touch a dream! :)

Poet Tacito October 21, 2013 at 8:53 AM If I had a nickel for those I've come across and ended up in similar situations. I have way too much to say on this one. But, I'll leave it at this. This was strong & filled with harsh truths. Perhaps, this can be a wake-up call to those who really, truly deserve better... Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 2:00 PM I'd love to know more, Drake....Truth can be harsh...but it is truth nevertheless....Life isn't always so simple, Drake....Situations differ...Cultures differ.....For those who have had the wake-up call...sometimes prefer to sleep than face consequences...something to think about

Johnny Rhinem October 21, 2013 at 7:17 AM † If But Your Words, Sweet Beautiful Eileen, Were To Mark As March Towards This Majestic Place Called Love, Then, Whom Could Deny The Beauty They Find, Within, Your Lovely Lips; Her Kiss ˜ You Are An Amazing Poetess; Tis The Perfume Be, Your Beautiful Gift ˜ Love, John Eileen Manassian October 21, 2013 at 1:43 PM That is such an amazing post, Johnny. Thanks ever so much for these uplifting words. :)