Keep Bleeding Love: A Poem of Pride and Support

 


In the quiet hours when the world feels still,  

And the moonlight whispers across your windowsill,  

I think of you, my love, and all that you are,  

Strong and resilient, my guiding star.  


I’m proud of you, in every way,  

In your laughter and tears, by night and by day.  

Proud of your love, so tender and true,  

Proud of your anger, when life tests you.  


When the storms of pain and mood swings come,  

Know that in my arms, you’ll always have a home.  

Periods are natural, a cycle of life,  

A part of your journey as woman and wife.  


And when the aches and cramps take hold,  

I'll bring a hot water bag to soothe and enfold.  

With dark chocolates to sweeten your day,  

And a warm oil massage to melt the pain away.  


I see the strength in the way you cope,  

In every tear, in every hope.  

Even when the pain feels too much to bear,  

Remember, my love, I’m always there.  


Red stains may come, but they don’t define you,  

They’re just a mark of the strength you hold true.  

Don’t ever feel shame, don’t hide away,  

In your beauty, you bloom every single day.  


If your periods are late, don’t worry, don’t fret,  

I’m by your side, no need for regret.  

No panic, no fear, just trust in me,  

I’ll hold your hand through every uncertainty.  


And if you shout, if you misbehave,  

In those 5-7 days when the world feels a wave,  

I’ll take it all in, I’ll understand,  

Because caring for you is where I stand.  


This is my promise, my vow to you,  

To love and protect in all that you do.  

In our bond, I find my strength and pride,  

And through it all, I’ll be by your side.  


So bleed with love, my beautiful queen,  

In your strength and grace, you’re always seen.  

I’m proud of you, today and forever,  

In this love, we’ll always be together.


© NILOY SHOUVIC ROY

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