The Woman Who Bleeds

For days every month I bleed
For years and decades I bleed

For the love of life I bleed
For the duty of wife I bleed

For my future heir I bleed
For being a mother I bleed

I turn a giver of life when I bleed
But why am I dirty when I bleed?

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12 Comments Add yours

  1. Beautiful work. Very sharp ideaπŸ˜ƒπŸ‘

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you 😊

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  2. Chiru says:

    Good one Yamini

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Yamini says:

      Thanks 😊

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  3. Simmi says:

    Amazing!! Loved it.

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you 😊 your words mean a lot

      Like

  4. Beautiful poem and so well penned

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much 😊

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  5. Sifar says:

    Hard hitting! Loved it!!

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    1. Yamini says:

      Thank you so much πŸ™‚

      Liked by 1 person

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