I bleed red.
Every month, I bleed red.
When the days are around,
When the cycle starts its count,
I bleed red.
It gives me a chance,
To grow, to bloom,
To nurture, to transform,
To give birth, to reborn.
Yes, I bleed red.
It gives me the pain,
It gives me the reason,
To be someone of my own,
A woman, a daughter, a mother.
I receive the blessing to be called,
A queen, a warrior.
Yes, I bleed red.
It gifts me the purpose of life,
A way to live life to the fullest,
And to journey, beyond.
This is what I am proud of,
Surviving the fight, every month, I reborn.
Yes, I bleed red.
To speak it aloud,
I am never ashamed.
For in red, I find,
My voice, my glory
My name, my story.
– Swarnali Nath
(You may also like to read our post, The Taboo Called Periods)
Wonderful poem
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Loved the poem
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Loved the poem. Good one Swarnali. Thanks for sharing this one Arushi
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Woah beautifully written π I feel so connected. Proud to bleed red π
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love the poem, truth and blessing of life
Thanks for reading and I am glad you like it. π
Beautifully written, loved reading this. Few words of poetry say a lot to the whole world.
Simple words, Strong Message. Loved the passion this poem contains. WOnderful creation. Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks to all of you, for loving my poem. I am overwhelmed to receive your love and blessings. π Thanks a lot to everyone.
A poem that celebrates womanhood….cheers…..At first look I thought it’s post about heavy periods which some women with fibroids or premenopausal women experience….