the bearing braced walls
shuddered, shattered, shredded
not completely though
there are yet seeds to be sowed
in the heavenly abode

drop by drop, soon
in rivers, chaotic blood flowed
from the structure's doors
that now shut open
rivers in abandoned arbitrary flow
drop by drop, it stopped too

Bloooooooddddd
not the sparkling red glitters
but just the no r m a l endometrium
maybe crimson paint spilled on the canvas
but more b e a u t i f u l n beyond

this structure, not only has walls
but there's this boss lady
who makes all the calls
from the entry to exists
carrying on the proceedings

she comes once a month
to collect what is solely hers
upon not getting what she deserves
she ends up creating a bloody mess & chaos

she is no harm, she means no harm
she is just here to calm you through the storms
she wants you to believe her, promising
that flowers will too bloom,
pls hold on till spring

I have tried to metaphor "menstruation" here, stating the uterus as a kind of structure where there is lady (ovum) who takes all the decisions. But I am really not sure if I succeeded. Also I wanted to add a paragraph about how this structure will be a (king)dom or a fort(ress). I also wanted to convey more how it is beautiful n symbolic to life & not focus on society's prohibitions & perspectives

Please review this for me, and lemme know if it makes sense.

Thank You :)

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