Meera Bai, Lord Krishna's lover, if I were her, I would put in writing the following:
Medication is futile
When it comes to cure
Her ailing heart
No person
No prayer
No air no flowers
Nothing would aid
Her feeble heart
She can cross mountains
Seas and oceans
Countries and regions
Along with the birds
If only that would heal
Her unwell heart
Unparalleled and unequal
Emotions that burst out
Sobbing and Guffawing
Her mind seems lost
To the mundane world
She then explains
Go seek my lover
My beloved my sweetheart
If you want to hear
The Cured beats
Of my heart
-Dhanashri Kadam
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19/7/2016 Tuesday
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