Bleed With Pride

Red, the colour of love

Is a maiden's treasure trove

But still it defines out impurity

Why? Cause I bleed?

With blood stained hands

Murderers also feed

His red marks are acceptable but no,not me,

Why? Cause I bleed?

A burglar intruding a building risking the lives of hundreds,

Just to satisfy his greed

No protest against him, but yes obviously me,

Why? Cause I bleed?

Every girl dreams of a nation

Where she never needs to face gender discrimination,

But no, That's not fair and pure,

Why? Cause she bleeds?

Yes, I bleed

And I consider it the sign of my purity

To which you are no one to judge me on my 'virginity'

If you 'bleed' then bleed with 'pride'

Bleeding is feminism's CLYDE

Dare to bleed with your pious smile

Afterall 'FEMALE' is a strengthous tribe.