I Bleed

Red is the color of love,

On every valentine's day, they plead.

And the same red color makes me impure,

Just because I bleed.

Working for 24 hours,

Rest is what I need.

Impure is the word for me,

Just because I bleed.

The one who is addicted,

Doing drugs, doing weed.

He is also pure but, not me,

Just because I bleed.

With a knife in hand,

Murderers also feed.

Sharp red marks are acceptable but, not me,

Just because I bleed.

The red stains on the bedsheet after marriage,

'Oh, she is virgin' everyone agreed.

The same red stains were not accepted earlier,

Just because I bleed.

Rapist with the same blood in his hands,

Entering the temple indeed.

'You can pray from outside', they say,

Just because I bleed.

As you stop me from living,

Dear society, change yourself with some speed.

Bleeding is as common as breathing,

So what if I bleed?