The blood here, in this. It is natural as it is... When it's from a child's wound And it cries and makes a sound. When we see it on TV screen, In action movies and fighting scene. When it's a painting colour Crimson, Red, Maroon and brighter. When it's used for pretty things... Lipstick, dress and fairy wings. When it belongs to Gods and religion, A holy symbol of power and vision. Until it is from a woman... Shhhh, the talk is forbidden. It must, at all costs, be hidden. ©Anagha Ukaskar #Chalachal #poem #Nojoto #Poet #nojotoenglish #Quote #period
