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Periods

Jan 11, 2025
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Updated: Jul 18, 2025

By Tamasi Pabbati


Talked about in whispers and bought in extreme secrecy,


A simple pad that makes us feel free.


I never knew that it is hid in shame,


And that news felt extremely lame.


From a naive age we are taught,


To always avert the talk from being the central plot.


It's such a natural process,


Yet talked about in pure distress.


It's the 21st century now,times have changed,


Yet the minds have chosen not to evolve from the thoughts previously tamed.


This natural beauty should be embraced with pride,


No longer should this blessing be denied.


No longer spoken about in whispers but loud,


And to be voiced out feeling absolutely proud.


Let's understand that it's a part of who we simply are,


Not something weird or bizarre.


By Tamasi Pabbati



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