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You completed me before in the past; however, now, you h-
hurt me…you hurt me emotionally and emotional pain hurts the most
(You lost the affection we shared that I adored – oh Lord of accord – she
fooled me…spread butter to my toast & let me swim coast to coast)
Show me God’s glow and please be humble – don’t boast…spread butter to the
toast…I wish you and I could have a cup of tea and buttered toast
I’m in your shoes; now, let me grow
I won’t let this disdainful pain show
This shame bestows woe upon my soul
My heart is scorching like coal
My heart is beating like the drums in the night
I know why I feel depressed – everything’s black and white
CHORUS:
I will squander my time now and forever
(Are you an evil, fallen angel?)
Until I meet you eye to eye again
Our departure came to soon…our future’s a blur
(sarcasm: Oh you must be a sweet, beautiful angel –)
Come on & get out of the lion’s den!
Release me…I need to let go…
Believe in me…reflect on me…
Release me…let me go with the flow
Let me grow and see…the light at the end of the tunnel
There’s other fish in the sea…
Hmm, torn apart by your heartless departure so true
You didn’t even say anything to me…you’re not my cup of tea
I was bright with you alright, holding hands with you
Before you left me out of the b-blue – you see?
I denied Him for a long, long time…where are you since you got out of the lion’s
den?
Goodbye, my once precious friend!
Friend! (now, you’re a foe…I am lost & found)
Release me from the woeful waters, drowning me with pity time & time again…
time & time again
I guess love is the end…the end.
End. (you let me go & I am…gravity-bound)
CHORUS:
I will squander my time now and forever
(Are you an evil, fallen angel?)
Until I meet you eye to eye again
Our departure came to soon…our future’s a blur
(sarcasm: Oh you must be a sweet, beautiful angel –)
Come on & get out of the lion’s den!
Release me…I need to let go…
Believe in me…reflect on me…
Release me…let me go with the flow
Let me grow and see…the light at the end of the tunnel
There IS other fish in the sea…
A man who'd crowned himself a vainglorious king,
'twas filled with foolish pride and never-ending need
to be revered with loud praises, heard in echoes ring.
Ego plowed the fields in his mind, planting that seed,
and he cared not if bitter words made hearts bleed.
Though smug notions danced in his swelled head,
his smile withered; lips quivered as a teardrop fell,
for he found himself lamentably, alone in his bed.
Conceit was his pillow, to romance he'd bid farewell.
In the depths of narcissism, he was bound to dwell.
His inflated vanity kept everyone at arm's length.
To be worshipped from afar, true love was never found
until the night Delilah's whispers sheared his strength.
Her love took his breath away until he nearly drowned
in her eyes. Fallen off his pedestal, he was earthbound.
No longer did he stride about like a cock-of-the-walk.
His pompous attitude shattered into shards of glass,
and his tongue stopped wagging with self-loving talk.
A change of countenance made him a better man. Alas,
he was reborn with humility by the kiss of a wee lass.
His love for her had rendered soft his haughty ways,
shearing away the wooly facade of his disdainful soul.
A demeanor of meekness, his sentiment now displays,
a nascent change, his ego defeated with self-control.
He's admired by many; his modest virtues they extol.
The hubris king stepped down from his lofty throne
and became a man who was valued and respected.
The only boasting he did was about a family of his own
and was so well-liked that as mayor he was elected.
A humble attitude altered his life, once 'twas corrected.
July 4th, 2022
Ego shorn, here now reborn contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker
No, you did not break my heart
Breaking would have been good
Breaking I could handle
I could just pick up the pieces
I could try to glue them back together
Or simply live without the missing pieces
No, you did not break my heart
With a broken heart
I could still try to love again
Had it been just a break
With whatever was left
I could survive
And feel
And live
No, you did not break my heart
That would have been kind
In a strange deranged way
A learning lesson
I would have accepted that
After all, I’m not the first
Nor the last
To have a heart broken
No, you did not break my heart
You smashed it
And then
You pulverized it
You kept pounding
And pounding
And pounding
Vehemently
Pounding
Each word…
Harsh
Hateful
Each look…
Disdainful
Demeaning
Each touch…
Unfeeling
Ungiving
Everything you did
Was the blow of a pestle
On my little heart
Which lay in the mortar
Of my body
No, you did not break my heart
You pulverized it
No pieces to retrieve
No way to grieve
No way to feel
No way to love
No way to heal
The wind came
And blew away
The dust of my heart
And I stand here
An empty shell
Heartless…
No, you did NOT break my heart.
I wish you had....
How I wish you had.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
It's difficult to function
In the midst of destruction
Peace, come to us in time of need
Give graciously, wave 'bye to greed
Let me function all on my own
Your devices are going to crumble...down...
Get me out of this cage of alone
Your malice chases away the humble...in this strange town...
Peace gives graciously to the needy
Chaos takes away hope from the greedy
It's difficult to function in the midst of destruction
It's not your fault I have lost my direction due to assumption
Silence overthrows the ominous, nostalgic night
Daylight dawns upon me with such luminous light
Don't fence me in with your love again
Follow my footsteps to the unknown; for I, alone, will find where you been
Fade away the faithless hues of gray between us
Know that we are together in this on the same bus
Hatred will never shower down regret and distrust upon our love boat
Shameful dread and sorrow will not be our tomorrow's raincoat
It's difficult to function
In the midst of affliction
I'm marrying the utmost, marvelous joy in my aching heart before it shatters apart
I'm divorcing the many disdainful and painful trains of thought from the start
It's difficult to function
In the midst of destruction
If there really is a sweet heaven above,
Will You shower upon us eternal love?
It's complicated to figure a way out
Of your desolate dungeon
It's hard to make a difference, with no doubt,
Under pressure times a dozen
Difficulties arise...difficulties arise...lowering our highs
Much like the brink of morning's radiant, yet resonating sunrise
Saw it right through your eyes, in your moonlit, sunset eyes -
The gracious truth beneath the hideous lies...boy, how time flies
The lies of society are sugarcoated with lullabies and goodbyes
But, still, we will share the lovely unity of our low-deprived highs
Finally, God answered our prayers and why's
He answered each and every one of our cries
Difficulties arise as we try to function in our hopelessness
We cannot avoid the fact that we are always together in this
They look through me never really see me
Without a shred of decency choosing to avoid me
Their disdainful stare turning to a glare
Offer their backs to me without a care
It would never occur to them to smile
Would never go that extra mile
Can their heart really be that stone cold
To be so stingy as to a smile withhold
Hoping but for a cordial hello
Not like asking for a hearty laugh bellow
Why are some so miserably irate
Are they really so bursting with hate
Don’t they see they write their own fate
With cloudy gloom and moody skies
How unfortunate not to use their eyes
And realize how blessed they truly are
Each new day, should thank their lucky star
I wonder what they can possibly gain
To carry and spread such misery and pain
Why do they fear to show compassion
Since when is a frown acceptable fashion
They sport a burden they need not share
Can they not reach inside and find a way to care
AP: 1st place 2020
Submitted for contest JUDGMENTAL PEOPLE AND HATERS sponsored by BRENDA CHIRI - November 8, 2017 - RANKED 4TH
Rich colors of amber and gold
Memories that never turn old
Nature’s caress surrounding me
Images brought alive with a plea
Whispers of kindness embracing
Love’s gentleness I’m surely facing
Intimacy touches my heart’s mystery
Reminding me of the love in my history
Shelter from all that brings strife
Chance to know hope in this life
Refuge from harm across the ridges
Discovering a gentle flow beneath bridges
Sweet haven of hope sent to my heart
Where God and I will never be apart
This preserve from all that is painful
Bringing nothing of anything disdainful
Mountains bring me the greatest sanctuary
Asylum that keeps me from the adversary
Protection from all that is beyond control
The worries and despair inside a loophole
This safe place where I can pray to my Father
Reminds me that I am not just an awful bother
I reach to heaven with my penned words
Where nouns and verbs fly like the birds
Intimate thoughts dance to the angel’s song
Encouraging my heart to always remain strong
Sanctuary Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Silent One
August 17, 2020
No hope in mind…
In love and blind
Forever…and ever
I always love her…
Treat yourself right
tonight
“I’m stronger than I
realize,
I’m not alone,
& I’m not a failure”
Treat yourself well
and don’t hurt
yourself tonight
Give in to God’s
Word of Woe-less,
Remarkable Wisdom
…your world will not
fall apart
Nothing will bring
me down or make me
frown…well, I’ve
been proven wrong
many times before –
All of the sudden, I
see you, fighting
without a trace of
love, but thousands
of thundering and
treacherous pride,
thudding violently
in your darkened
heart…triumphant
spirits attached to
your heart from the
start – lost in my
fretful fate…I give
up – throw me into
the death cart why
don’t you since you
have a heartless
heart – you betrayed
me – have you no
heart?!
I thought wrong of
your intentions –
maybe you were
fighting for a
greater purpose…
I assume – that’s my
problem…am I getting
better or worse? The
truth rises above
the surface…
I can’t keep trace…
You’re running the
race
With fast-paced
grace!
While I’m
left…left…with-without
a trace
Why do you treat me
like trash?
I’m reducing to ash…
Like a cigarette…
You’re making me
smoking mad, falling
prey to regret
Are you looking for
praise?
Do you want a raise?
I was enchanted in a
salt-and-pepper
gaze…
Going through an
up-and-down phase
Let out your inner
inspiration
Make me be marinated
in your elation
I’m yearning and
craving your
anticipation
Can’t stand feeling
afraid…frustrated…I’m the
poorest nation
You’re treating me
like field mice
instead of a
crowned-with-cleverness-and-power
czar
I’m making use of my
time – crafting
poetic, jubilant,
bittersweet and
royal verse and see
how I’m doing so far
Rinse away my
yesterdays
Bring to life my
happy days
Obliterate my
disdainful, utter
dismay
I pray I won’t have
one of those days…
How much does my
happiness weigh?
You are standing there
Solid
Resolute
Unbending
Unmoved
By my womanly charm
Your eyes look straight ahead
Not taking in my curves
Not noticing the look in my eyes
The sun dancing in my raven hair
The shimmer of my cherry lips
Your hands are in your pockets
Safe
Guarded
Captive
Under your command
Not able to give away
The little tremor I would see
Should they be exposed
I've seen it happen before
When I'm close...
Your whole demeanor
Distant
Disdainful
Displeased
And I smile a slow smile
Knowing
What lies beneath
For I have seen the unguarded looks
Of burning passion
You send my way
When you think I’m not looking
As I walk towards you
I wonder
What horrible experience
Made you this way
Cautious
Guarded
Weak
I walk past you
Almost touching
Making sure I’m close enough
For you to smell the perfume
That has become my signature scent
An extravaganza of
Giddy floral scents
Orange blossom
Jasmine
And honey
ME
The scent of ME
I let it waft over you
And I turn around and watch
As you close your eyes
And breathe it in….deep
Unaware that I am watching you
Unaware that I see your stiff body relax
And lean into the scent
Captivated by your desire
You are trying
So hard
To close yourself up to me
I’m trying
So hard
To make you give in to me
Silently, I walk back up to you
I stand beside you
Quietly, gently
I place my hand on your bare arm
You flinch
As though touched by fire
I look up at you
And smile
An innocent little smile
An inviting smile
I see your eyes take me in
Focusing
Finally focusing on my eyes
Sending a silent message
A plea
To go gently
You are not made of steel
For a moment, I’m lost
And yet…I speak
Brazen
Bold
Beckoning
I know you want me….
That gives me strength
Sensing victory
Within my reach
I move up closer
On my tiptoes
My lips almost touching yours
Almost
And I whisper….
“Don’t be afraid….
I won't hurt you...
Give in…
Give in to me
Give in”…and the rest of my words are devoured
Along with my lips in your kiss
As you crush me up against you
Reserve falls to the flour
A crashing sound
That only I can hear
For it is enhanced by the sound
Of my frenetic heart beat
Pounding against my chest
Ecstasy
Urgency
Victory
VICTORY
“Give in
GIVE IN TO…..ME!”
Eileen Manassian Ghali
The Title of this Poem is the title of one of my favorite songs by the late great Michael Jackson…GIVE IN TO ME!
Written: April 8, 2025, for contest sponsored by Brian Strand
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love fleeting
moments
soul controlled
promiscuity &
wantonness
winnow wheat
from chaff
magically
besot
bog-myrtle
emblem
shrewdness
credence
communication
intimacy & physical touch
oversight
laudation
love binds
oozes
matters
expands
prevails. . . and sounds
spiritual
visual
reversal
unperishable
individable
love is all around
love is all about
love is all we ask
love is all we bestow
love is all I have . . .
Joining
flowing counting
growing knowing
asking giving
motivating comforting
having
love is painful
fruitful
disdainful
gainful
baneful
graceful
hateful
archangel
playful
baleful
wakeful
unstable
i love: love
i am so in love
in love with Joy
in love with happiness
in love with anger
in love with frustration
in love with tears
love hurt, love heal, love win, love kill,
love loose, love catch, love toss, love match,
love fall love is right love is wrong,
love is weak, love is strong,
love rise love tall, love smile, love frown,
love stay love cease, love dream love sing,
I opened my heart
Where lies my brook?
Where are thou my Raven?
Our land is in FAMINE
Almost like that of the Israelites
I cried with millions
Wept for an ailing nation
Tubers of yam makes us yawn
Tomatoes puts us all in comatose
Bag of rice in crises
Garri soaking becomes a trend
I longed
I craved
For my Raven's miracle
I opened my heart again
Where lies my brook?
Where are thou my Raven
Raven miracle I seek
Elijah was treated to a royalty by Raven
Fetching him balance diet daily even in famine
He then drinks in a special brooks
Why not me God!!! I want my Raven miracle
Raven!!! Elijah's Raven
Raven !!! My own Raven
The creature with a shiny black feathers
Weird, mythical ...scary yet emit miracle
Smart, evil in disguise ... smells dark omen
Yet fetched Elijah three square meal
Largest in the crow family of birds
I opened again but not my heart
This time it is my mouth of hunger
Where lies my brook?
Where are thou my Raven?
Raven miracle I seek
My voice became stronger for Him to hear
He is my shepherd I shall not want
Even as young lions lack
And suffers hunger in anger
I shouted" I shall not want"
I receive by faith the word
And I started chewing
Pretending to be an Elijah
Behold, food was on my table
I found myself devouring chicken in full
On a table full of varieties of food to maw
But no one else was eating
They all looked hungry and fagged out
I got a disdainful eyeing...
I heard them hissing profusely
Yes, it was like that table prepared before David
The same table God prepared before his enemy
I got their message
They weren't my friends
But there was more to go round
Why become selfish ...greedy
I beckoned to them without uttering a word
They swamped on me ... on the food
Then, someone tapped me on a long chair
Those bed-bug infested chairs ...
" Brother Stephen... why are you snoring?
We are through with the service
Remember that fasting continues tomorrow
And bring along your Prophet offerings
The Lord be with you"
The white-bearded man bid me bye
My mouth was still ajar
Finding expression for my thought
Alayande Stephen T.
21st, August, 2016
A Story from the Sunday Service