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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Gauthier Avatar
January 16, 2018 at 6:46 PM
Brilliantly written poem. Beautiful rhythm and powerful emotions. Congrats, Adeola.
One Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 2:18 PM
A horrific poetic theme, very well written, how sad this happens to women.. Welcome to poetry soup..
Michael Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 9:36 AM
I wonder who was the thief? Who cared more about the soul than silver and gold...All the best Adeola
Ademola Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 12:38 PM
she was raped
Hunter Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 4:55 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"?
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