This Man stole something from me ( Literally)

I am coiled up in lazy thoughts, covered in distress

a deception that weakens my pride.

This man stole something from me and i let him.

I watched him through the corners of my eyes as he spoke,

with no sound he took all of me and i did nothing to stop him..

Like a helpless child i lay, through the thorns on my skin,

i just lay there as he took it all.

“Maybe he slipped something in my drink”, i thought aloud.

This man stole so much from me that it hurts…

Through the streets i grace, the flares on my dress

my hair all tied up in poise and the bickering that

still daunts each time i see a man;

this man stole something from me and i let him

My heart he holds and my soul he keeps hostage.

In an instance of confusion still covered with hope,

my glances are narrowed to the ground,

afraid to look up and estranged from my thoughts, still i walk.

This man stole something from me and i was sober.

Traces of marble, sweet wine that now stains my carpet,

memories i have put to rest but still awakening in scent and taste..

Look at me; see the twist in my curls, the curves on my body

and my soft skin that now bears patches, and old wounds

This man stole my heart and i did nothing.

A lesson i have learnt, a tale i still tell all covered in webs of wasted years,

This man stole everything from me and i let him.



Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

6 thoughts on “This Man stole something from me ( Literally)”

    1. Thank you for the compliment. I appreciate the beautiful words. I try as much to put most of what i write based on experience. Glad that you were moved. I am grateful for this feedback.


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