Daddy's princess!

Left to rot at home,
For the world no longer
needs her services.

Wedded at a hefty cost,
For the world needs a guy,
and not a woman with desires.

Locked up in the safe made of clothes.
For the world is hungry,
and her skin reeks of passionate fire.

Disarmed from her pen and paper,
For the world is run by men,
except the world around kitchen.

Killed in her first sleep,
For the world seeks a new generation,
and not a marriage donation.

She was her Daddy's princess,
and she will never rule the world.

- चिराग