"Hold the moment of love
To break the shackles of lechery
The rain shall wash away the pain
And breed new desires..."
Cut off by the old-age conventions,
Grows a passion inside her heart,
She breaks out into screams of rupture
From the clutches of bonded relations.
Far, far, she runs away
Into the wild ecstasy of freedom.
She leaves past and present behind
She doesn't care of the future either.
Her mind ran faster than the wind,
She glided past numerous domicile,
Into a place where she didn't want herself to be found
She disappeared from her commune of people.