Sure, at times
it makes me
look too unyielding
But I have no desire
to learn new tricks
If you walk away
I may not stop you
But why would you
unless you want
to play at
being a knight
And if you do
I have no use for you
I want a man
who is my equal
who can quaff a beer
as easily as sip
a delicate wine
Who can laugh
and love openly
Who will walk
not ahead
or behind
but with me
by my side
NO DAMSELS HERE
But I’m no
simpering beauty
And I don’t know
how to act helpless
I’ve been so strong
for so long
I’ve forgotten
how to lean
on someone
© Uma Venkatraman 2015