MY PERIODS, MY PRIDE!! (1st position)

Endured by the notions of you,

I gave birth to mine,

You created your parameters to judge purity,

But again I created mine,

My saffron between my legs is a sin,

For those four days of the month

I was prohibited to shine white,

My kitchen won't allow me to go in,

Because for those four days I am dirty even after being cleaned.

Transgenders are untouchables and impure,

They can neither be a man

Nor can they bleed,

I ponder out my emotions in the form of red every month,

Why am I still impure? Tell me I plead.

This question arose for the first time when I hit puberty ,

Till now it's unanswered

Because you know there's no answer,

It's just your stupid mentality,

To push down women again and to promote masculinity.

I grew up being my mumma's goddess,

You stopped me to enter the temple,

I am so impure that I cannot even meet my own self,

Because every girl is a Durga, if she really knows her inner self.

Yes I bleed ,

I bleed each month ,

Fed up of hearing “Sweetie! it's the first day,

You cannot run"

My periods are not a stop from my dreams,

They are the pride of being a woman,

A woman who just does not scream

But also fights back whenever she needs,

A woman is a tigress indeed

She does not need but wants a tiger for herself ,

Not to save her from beasts rather to compliment her power,

So mumma find me a man who won't be ashamed of my periods,

Rather would brought me some chocolates and a box of belief

That would be the day I would finally have a sigh of relief.

In my geography class when I was having cramps,

My teacher asked me what happened?

I replied in a loud voice, “ Ma'am, I am having my PERIODS"

Being unknown of the retarded revelation,

I finally realised the bleeding truth

“beta! These things are meant to be whisper,

Not to speak loudly,

It's normal, relax! and stay free

So yes I bleed,

I just don't bleed my unfertilized ovum ,

But also I bleed emotions.

I bleed to admire,

Not to sacrifice.

I bleed to vomit the impurity of my soul,

Like feelings of jealousy, hatred, selfishness that was engulfed in a corner of my heart which hardly ever arose .

I am having a whole battle ahead,

My periods would never be an obstacle,

They are my strength and the reminder of my femininity

Because if a woman wants,

She can cause a whole Mahabharat

Or she even can be the reason behind a beautiful serenity.