The Jewel Thief
My eyes fleet across
Her face like shadows
Of speechless travelers,
Gazing at the glorious peace
Streaming from
Every pore of her smile
Asking her,
“Can I if ever,
my beloved,…
Grasp the source
Constantly giving birth
To the bottomless hush
Painting your smile?”
Her tranquil eyes
Answer mischievously
Into my sleepless dreams,
“Now you know who stole
The jewel of peace
Right under the nose
Of your restless heart!”
….Vishwas
© Copyright 2014, Vishwas Vaidya All rights reserved.
The Jewel Thief - WritersPayItForward
When the jewel thief isn't stealing gems-they're stealing your standards. This poem forces you to ask what price you'd draw the line at.
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