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Heart's Thief
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Oh the walls I scaled,
the fences I climbed,
the doors I opened,
in my infamous crime.
Sliced open a case,
and looted a jewel,
‘twere that my all,
‘twould be quite cruel.
Nay, as it is,
it’s worse, you see,
for I stole a ruby,
and kept it with me.
Oh such a gem,
of priceless worth,
which was locked up,
over fireplace hearth.
Yet, ‘tis not mine,
though I treasure it so,
It’s owner stands watching,
beside me, I know.
And thus add I did,
to my shady deed,
and ransom the jewel,
though not out of greed.
“I snuck in with kindness,
I stole with great charm,
The walls did not stop me,
I trip’d not the alarm.”
“Look, here is the beauty,
safe, in my care;
of what use to any,
were fortifications out there?”
And with few more words,
in my early crim’nal career,
did I assure someone,
I could steal away fear.
the fences I climbed,
the doors I opened,
in my infamous crime.
Sliced open a case,
and looted a jewel,
‘twere that my all,
‘twould be quite cruel.
Nay, as it is,
it’s worse, you see,
for I stole a ruby,
and kept it with me.
Oh such a gem,
of priceless worth,
which was locked up,
over fireplace hearth.
Yet, ‘tis not mine,
though I treasure it so,
It’s owner stands watching,
beside me, I know.
And thus add I did,
to my shady deed,
and ransom the jewel,
though not out of greed.
“I snuck in with kindness,
I stole with great charm,
The walls did not stop me,
I trip’d not the alarm.”
“Look, here is the beauty,
safe, in my care;
of what use to any,
were fortifications out there?”
And with few more words,
in my early crim’nal career,
did I assure someone,
I could steal away fear.
I like this one, let me know how you all feel about it.
And suggestions for a title are welcome.
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An observant reader I robbed offered a title, thanks for the suggestions.
Editors Note: This was the first writing I considered to be an actual poem. I'm still proud of the work I did on it, the force of thought it conveyed, and the way it rolled in memorable ways that I hope to match. It did not deserve the time it spent in Scraps. (Undated)
And suggestions for a title are welcome.
/edit
An observant reader I robbed offered a title, thanks for the suggestions.
Editors Note: This was the first writing I considered to be an actual poem. I'm still proud of the work I did on it, the force of thought it conveyed, and the way it rolled in memorable ways that I hope to match. It did not deserve the time it spent in Scraps. (Undated)
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I can understand why you would be so proud of this poem. Its honest in its storytelling, symbolizing love to a ruby, fiery and warm, much like romance. I appreciate the great effort you took in trying to obtain it. I especially like the ending.
Its great work, although Im sorry it didn't work out in the end. I guess thats how some romances go.
Its great work, although Im sorry it didn't work out in the end. I guess thats how some romances go.