Poetry The Woman Who Bleeds Posted by Yamini on May 14, 2019May 14, 2019 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? Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
Beautiful work. Very sharp ideaππ
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Thank you π
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Good one Yamini
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Thanks π
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Amazing!! Loved it.
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Thank you π your words mean a lot
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Beautiful poem and so well penned
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Thank you so much π
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Bravo!
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Hard hitting! Loved it!!
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Thank you so much π
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