Thief

A thief came into my home at night Right after I barred the doors And switched off the lights He was deliberate with each step he stook He knew exactly what he wanted to steal A thief came into my home at night As I journeyed in the dreams of my lover Preparing myself as a present for our intending Union Well wrapped in white Rosy dress for the conjugal ritual A thief came into my house while I dreamt Stealthy and desperate for a loot He walked past my gold and pearls And reached out for my lover's present as I slept I resisted with everything I had But he conquered and went away with everything I had to give A thief came into my home I think he took away my soul

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Line Gauthier

Date: 1/16/2018 6:46:00 PM

Brilliantly written poem. Beautiful rhythm and powerful emotions. Congrats, Adeola.

Silent One

Date: 12/22/2017 2:18:00 PM

A horrific poetic theme, very well written, how sad this happens to women.. Welcome to poetry soup..

Arturo Michael

Date: 12/22/2017 9:36:00 AM

I wonder who was the thief? Who cared more about the soul than silver and gold...All the best Adeola

Adeola Ademola
Date: 12/22/2017 12:38:00 PM

she was raped

Starling Hunter

Date: 12/22/2017 4:55:00 AM

I like the use of repetition in the first line of each verse. It this case it reminds us of this distinction between you inside and safe and the danger or menace that is outside. One question--and not meant critically: why did you change in the third verse from "into my HOME at night" to "into my HOUSE while I dreamt"?