Meera

Meera took to the streets,
shouting her Lover's name,
breaking the shackles of shame
and society.

She strung with melody
Her simple songs of Love,
and soon the whole city
was reciting her poetic affair.

She bothered not for once,
about reason or rhyme.
She had forgotten herself
and everybody else.

Just to be,
Another Lover of Thine.