Poetry

Bruised

I watch my bruises turn black and blue
From when you practised your punches on me
You went on your usual drunken spree,
Returning home with a look that I knew

Your bloodshot eyes were my very first clue
Yet, frozen with fear made it hard to flee
I watch my bruises turn black and blue
From when you practised your punches on me

The shame gives way to courage anew
No longer a victim I want to be;
I dream of a future when I’m free
‘No more! I’m done,’ I’ll be telling you
I watch my bruises turn black and blue

(c) Sanch Vee @ Sanch Writes (10 May 2017)

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11 Comments

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    Ramya
    May 10, 2017 at 11:09 pm

    Good one Sanch. I think, everyone will have one saturation level and they cannot tolerate after that.

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    Erin
    May 11, 2017 at 12:23 am

    The repetition of “I watched my bruises turn black and blue” really resonated.

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    Nate
    May 11, 2017 at 4:36 am

    Hi Sanch! Great job making the repeated phrase mean something different each time it’s stated. The last line gave me hope.

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    Shilpa Gupte
    May 11, 2017 at 4:25 pm

    That’s something many a battered souls will relate to. There does come a point in every victim’s life when they find the courage to fight back; a point in their life when every cell in their body screams,’ ENOUGH!”

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    Deepa
    May 11, 2017 at 5:00 pm

    You have beautifully summed up what many are suffering from. It is a sad reality and not many have the courage to break free.

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    Sreesha
    May 11, 2017 at 6:20 pm

    No one should have to go through this. But yes, fear makes it impossible to flee sometimes.
    The repeated line makes this poem all the more powerful.

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    sara
    May 12, 2017 at 12:15 am

    No more bruises, no more shame.It had to stop.Well penned Sanch!

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    Rowan
    May 13, 2017 at 2:46 am

    I’m such a sucker for a refrain, especially one that changes every time you come across it. I usually find my refrain couplets in the shower and end up writing the poem around them – did you?

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    Modern Gypsy
    May 13, 2017 at 4:05 am

    I liked how you gave each mention of I watched my bruises go black and blue a different interpretation. The last line – hope she does it soon!
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