Raindrops | Poetry

unapologize

to those who find the ugliest words
to whisper to others that
i am bleeding,
my body is a temple
i won't be letting athiests
tell me that i am anything
less than a miracle,
that there doesn't exist life in its entirety
inside me and that i am not powerful
to hold and mould stories
inside my womb.

to those who push me away,
trample over me for i am bleeding,
i am the child of the earth.
i will breathe in your
insults,
anger,
disgust
and bury it in my stomach
and let flowers and poetry
blossom out from my skin.

to those who would rather use me
as a pawn to spit out their lusts
than tell everyone that i am bleeding,
i do not need approval from people
who are still adjusting their eyes to my light.
i am my own acceptance, appreciation
and approval.

i am a woman and i bleed to pass on humanity
and there could not be anything
more beautiful than that.

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Author's note:
I think the fact that I was hesitating to post this piece, which speaks about something so normal and magical, shows how the society has been suppressing such a beautiful and terrific phenomenon. Menstruation is not disgusting. It's what keeps the human race going on. Don't apologize for bleeding.

Be proud of yourself, be it a woman or a man. Be your authentic and honest self. 🌸

This is my first time writing about such kind of topic. It wasn't easy to put these words out for the world to read, but I realised, as a poet, my purpose isn't just to make people feel but also to make them fight. I'm proud of myself. 💕