I crafted silence, stone by stone,
a steadfast fortress, my heart's own.
The world sings soft; I draw away,
its love a tempest I can’t obey.
Yet deep inside, a spark ignites,
a gentle yearning that ignites.
To be embraced, one loyal hand—
a bond that helps me understand.
But shadows lurk, their whispers glide,
in hidden nooks where sorrows bide.
Their tendrils stretch through walls I've laid,
a haunting tune from yesteryears played.
Yet through the night, a vision swells,
where warmth persists and courage dwells.
In tender glow, two souls entwined,
a radiant hope, their fates aligned.
With trembling heart, I breach the gate,
to seek the light, to trust my fate.
And in that dawn, the shadows fade,
as courage blooms in love’s cascade.
They are coming with the needle
They think they are being kind
Sending me back to
The jungles of my mind.
There are creatures in the forest,
I can feel them closing in
Screaming in my mind
In a brain jarring din.
The fire is burning well
Sending out heat and light
Keeping at bay
Those creatures of the night.
But what will happen
Should I fall asleep;
Will my fire die or
Will its protection keep.
More wood on the fire,
Pinch myself for pity's sake,
Keep the blaze burning
Keep myself awake.
The creatures are leaving
I can feel them draw away
As through the tree tops creeps
First signs of breaking day.
How big is this forest,
How long can I survive,
Can I reach its edge
And leave this place alive.
They slide the needle in
An act they think is kind
But I am trapped screaming
In those jungles of my mind
A year: good, fair or bad has come and gone
The fairy tale you tell may be touching
Satan tried but no reason so to morn
Of your past, it has not been that clutching
Lord called and draw away you from the world
Yet tough but thou search not of other way
Of priesthood's challenges you've unfurled
Humility cum your eon's hooray
Though no where has defeats enough as grave
Our eon may be cruel:somewhat paradise
Wherever you are your father's ways have
When the seed dies then, new life set to rise
Rejoice of birthday and shout with laughter
Cos for you-- DEATH Jesus holds and slaughter
Let your words come like leeches
sucking bad blood from the body
of my work. Swell with pride
excising disturbing humors.
Ill, I have come, and arm-bare,
begging to be saved.
Open a vein, young apothecary.
There is plenty of humor to spare.
I do not mind the mending knife,
the fire of its kiss only brightens my chances of living.
I do not mind the gluttony of innocent words
as they draw away the poison.
Fever throbs in my ears.
Cure me.
Oh how I wish I had his Art!
I am two fools I know: one for loving you,
And one for not letting go;
When you draw away, and abandon me.
When all is said and Donne,
We are but simple fools; who in self denying
Verse, lament our state and wish we were
Otherwise, and in the sun,
Of intimate love.
Though none set my words to lilting voice,
Nor sing my hurt to salve my wounds.
Yet in indulgent penning of these words,
I relieve my grief and find solace in
Public pronouncement of my inner
Sadness and despair.
Your silence speaks with more finality
Than I wish to hear.
And I am Donne.
for I sit alone idle in my room
the sweet personifications of dashing perfume
inside I melt away the dross of vivid expectations
nestled on the very fragment of a figment of my imagination
we embrace a lonesome smile yet to know all the great while
the world itself run wild
we set aside the big screen for some evil scheme
coupled with a frenzy of what's make believe
there is a way that seems right to a man
yet in the end will lead to one's death
I must clearly confess on its newest conquest
we see the drive by and we all run away to hide
the road is dangerous at times with an up hill climb
until you walk in another persons shoes
you have every right to sing the blues
knocking holes in the ceiling wall
what better way perhaps another call
we each need to relax then to bask in the vast expanse
there are two doors you can go by
yet in the long run there's still time to change the road your on
barbed wires fences with gladed trenches
lets learn to draw away from any defenses
The brave are more than ones who battle on
in fields of warfare, showing valor true
The brave are more than those that wars have won
There is a truth that must enlighten you:
the ones who fight the battles in their minds
who daily strive to keep their fears at bay
the ones who chose to draw away the blinds
and force themselves to face another day
the ones who have the courage to keep sane
are ones who need the medals to reveal
that they are striving hard to deal with pain
though they are taught their battles to conceal
The brave are those who struggle to survive
They are the ones who fight to stay alive!
Eileen Manassian
Universe Unwinding
Wonder beyond
Glide through clouds of doubt
Take to the clear rising at the edge
Evident as the light of day takes you down
Explode there
Merge first…. yellow gold red beams with blue
Fold on the mighty winds of distant lost commands
Cosmic tumbles to where the universe might go
Draw away from temptations false steps in space
To all Moons and suns seen
There, the hole to the void looks through
Looks back at you
2 Mirrors face to face shine on themselves
In reflective endlessness in the dark
Making “nothing” no more or less their home
Avoid them if they shatter
Take flight on matter
Up front to the ever outward ends of time
Energy showers on in distant fractured lights
Becoming once again no more
The days are longer and colder,
As the summer days draw away from us,
The winter days bring us lonely nights,
And memories of you keep running,
Through my mind and heart,
This is the only thing that keeps me warm,
And makes me smile,
Seeing the beauty of spring,
Reminds me of you,
And the beauty you have,
In many different ways,
Cause looking at you,
Always brought me warmth to my everyday,
You were a ray of sunshine,
To a cloudy and rainy day,
And you make my heart sing,
To a new beautiful song,
I think of you,
Every minute of the day,
That we are apart,
When The fall comes around,
Things start to dies and fall,
It reminds me of how,
Our love has been,
And I keep wondering where did I go wrong,
For if I could turn back time,
I would change the past,
So my dearest love,
Could see my love,
And how true my love is,
For it is true to you,
From the start.
can I talk to you today oh Lord as if to a friend?
for that is what you told me to call You from the beginning
my Father, my Savior, my Everlasting Prince of Peace
to You I bring my burdens please give me relief
I hope that from me oh Lord You never draw away
for then I will have no one to whom I can pray
in my time of need oh Lord to you I do turn
in my despair let the spirit within me discern
rain down on me oh Lord pour out to me Your blessings
let Your abundant mercy put an end to all my stressing
let one drop of the Sacrificial Blood fall upon me
and cleanse me today so I can claim the victory
touch me this day oh Lord stretch out to me Thy hand
heal my heart and brokenness and help me to stand
stir me up this day oh Lord to satisfy Your desires
rebuke the enemy surrounding me so I can do all that you require
as I stand here today oh Lord at the altar of Thy throne
I have come to realize that I can't do it on my own
so I thank You in advance oh Lord glory to Thy name
as You continue to guide me through all my hurts and pain
so I come to you today oh Lord down on my knees
let Your grace, joy and happiness now manifest in me
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