If only you knew about my plight
Fighting lewd comments everyday
You wouldn’t ask me to give up this fight
I have to fight with all my might
Against those who treat me like prey
If only you knew about my plight
If you saw them touch me like it’s their right
You’d understand the things I say
You wouldn’t ask me to give up this fight
On the media, the things they write
These trolls put women on display
If only you knew about my plight
You think their bark is worse than their bite
But in my head their words still stay
You wouldn’t ask me to give up this fight
I’ve got to watch where I walk at night
I startle at shadows in my way
If only you knew about my plight
You wouldn’t ask me to give up this fight
(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (26 April 2017)
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A Villanelle is a nineteen-line poem consisting of a very specific rhyming scheme: aba aba aba aba aba abaa.The first and the third lines in the first stanza are repeated in alternating order throughout the poem, and appear together in the last couplet (last two lines).
This has been written for the 2017 A to Z Challenge
Jacqui
26 April 2017 at 7:52 amYou continue to amaze. I just shared your blog with a poet I followed. Great job on this A to Z!
Sreesha
26 April 2017 at 1:16 pmAt each line, I was feeling this rage inside me – and sort of helpless, but yes, we wouldn’t ever give up this fight. Good one, again, Sanch.
SHALINI BAISIWALA
26 April 2017 at 1:27 pmThis poem is amazing Sanchi- depicting what we women go through everyday! Powerful and beautiful! I am just loving your posts every day!!!
Vanillabeans & Peppercorns
Roshan Radhakrishnan
27 April 2017 at 1:25 amWow… seriously. How do you know so much on this topic!
Again, a hard hitting poem too.
Shilpa Garg
27 April 2017 at 2:21 amThat’s a very hard hitting poem. It’s something that all women can relate to.
Reema D'souza
27 April 2017 at 3:36 amI love writing a Villanelle. Though it is a little confusing with the rhyming scheme, it is fun!
Your poem is so powerful!
Shailaja Vishwanath
27 April 2017 at 11:52 amHave to agree with Sreesha. The rage build up was so potent with each line and the refrain added to the anger so well, together with the helplessness.