Poets Pub - 2019 Poet of the Year Contest

Feel (sonakshisrivastava) Wk - 4

Feel

My skin shivers

every time I feel

your eyes upon my body;

an unspoken melody

of pure disgust,

for anger and lust

by breaking our trust;

waiting to pounce

on every ounce,

left for - your rowdy mouths.

I feel you.

Watching, waiting.

Moving.

My senses heighten

every time I see

a woman alone at night;

I fear that we might

not see the light of day,

either be taken away

or thrown into the bay;

so we run and hide

and suppress our cries,

we just - don't want to die.

I feel us.

Waiting, moving.

Watching.

My soul screams

every time I hear

justice delayed and denied;

humanity probably died

seeing demons walk free,

rejoicing every victory

of failed policies;

we want to roam around

freely and unbound,

not like the lusty men on ground.

I feel them.

Moving, watching.

Waiting.

A/N - This poem is a tribute to all the women in the world, who live in constant fear of being harassed and killed. In the recent wake of horrendous cases that happened in India, this is a small token from my side on how I feel about them. I feel that this is a cycle that repeats itself. Everyone outrages when an inhumane act happens once in a while and then the cause is forgotten. I really hope that women get to live in a safer world where they don't have to constantly be on watch.