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Menstruation Poems - Poems about Menstruation


Globulous Maroon
Curdling wave of denatured purity Milk and acid, perverted mated pair Waltzing, obese ballroom spinners Twirling, breeders spun by children’s fingers A fleet, in concentric circles turning. Churning, in hidden tunnels, empty wombs Clotted to lumps, a viscous drool From spout of oesophagus poured Over that inverted delicacy. An internal storm blows like fury, shocks Of bucking, lurching on every wave Oobleck’s...

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Categories: menstruation, women,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Blood Red Girl
(to a blues riff) You're a blood red girl You're a blood red girl You're a blood red girl, you're a woodshed girl, You're a good good girl. You're a good good girl You're a good good girl You're a blood red girl, you're a woodshed girl You're a good good girl. You're a bloodshed girl You're a bloodshed girl You're a spit-curl girl, roller derby...

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Categories: menstruation, dog, music, riddle, sexy,
Form: Lyric



A Woman
A woman is strong. She is loving and wise. She endures, She moves hearts, She laughs and she cries. She nurtures, She commends, She supports and she mends. All for the sake of her children and friends. A woman does all this, And yet, She suffers the dreaded menstruation. In modern countries, She can go to the store and buy things like tampons, Tampons and pads. Then she'll be on...

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Categories: menstruation, deep, endurance, for her,
Form: Lyric
I Am a Woman
Every month, I loose blood. My , abdomen, every part of my body - gives me pain.. For days.. I cry, I hardly move. I'm a woman that owns a complicated body. that bleeds and breasts that are hard to carry.. But does that matter? when from my an infant comes and when my breasts give milk and warmth. Every...

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Categories: menstruation, beauty, body, feelings, for
Form: Prose Poetry
I Am a Woman
Every month, I loose blood. My , abdomen, every part of my body - gives me pain.. For days.. I cry, I hardly move. I'm a woman that owns a complicated body. that bleeds and breasts that are hard to carry.. But does that matter? when from my an infant comes and when my breasts give milk and warmth. Every...

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Categories: menstruation, beauty, body, feelings, for
Form: Prose Poetry



Menstruation
menstruation © rajat kanti chakrabarty 2014 ...

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Categories: menstruation, innocence,
Form: Footle

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