Kiran Bisht Poet Cinqku

Shhhhh Menorrhea, a Taboo In India

You just don’t want me to talk about it
You hate it when we talk about it
You know you are a sheer hypocrite
Why do you think it is such an unmentionable affair?
All you know is how to impair, which is utterly unfair
Why can’t we talk about the menarche, unabashed?
When I talk about it blatantly, why do you stand aghast?
Value a woman’s body and this cycle, we don’t expect much
You are witless, don’t speak about it, you only have a doltish hunch
Just remember a man bleeds for death, for agony and for misery
Do you know why a woman bleeds? She bleeds for glee, for happiness and to create a new life

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Kathryn Collins March 22, 2014 at 8:28 AM Dear Kiran - Now this one reeled me in. Things have changed here for a long time but it's still an embarrassing thing to talk about for me. Then again, I'm from the dark ages. Why do we associate such shame? Great poem. Kathy Kiran Bisht March 22, 2014 at 11:41 AM Thank you for the encouraging words Kathryn. Things are surely getting better here but still it seems a complete anathema to most people.