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The Indian Woman

written by: Ridhi



Day and night
You tell me to do what you say
But you forget
You are way far to become my knight, any day

I am all ears
But honey this will not last for years
You speak, I listen
But the fact is you only want me in the kitchen

We sleep, we hug tight
We make love, only after the fight
Should I call it love or a way to mend time
I will get an answer once I have spent this lifetime

You want me to pack your lunch
What I want is, only flowers in a bunch
I don't ask for money or kissing
What I deeply desire is
Your faith in me
Which has been missing



I am a married woman in a true indian setting. I have discovered a writer in me which loves to use words to express now.

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