He is No God! They had said
The goddess seldom walks upon,
Earth, stepping out from the confines,
As commanded, she takes acquiescence,
From time, the day, and of her man,
Her hands then move the mountains,
And shoves the dust of faraway lands,
Lulls the flowing rivulet within,
Her dwelling with gentle pats,
Covering the rising smoke from,
The oven that often carries the,
Essence of her handmade victuals,
Swiftly she then lays the silken cloth,
Over her body, and a prominent,
Mark of vermilion over her,
Forehead depicting the,
Parting of her two worlds,
One that she had left behind,
And the one where she breathes,
Alongside her man, he is no God,
They had said that night,
“You are leaving the heavens,
So must you not cometh here,”
Were the last words that echoed,
In the skies, but no gods from,
That heaven had ever come to see,
How that man loves the goddess,
Her skin blushes each time of his love,
Whenever she had come,
Out of her man’s made precinct,
With the hearsay travelling into,
The ears of old gods still clinging,
To their kaput thrones, but they have,
Shrugged the news off, for myriad eyes,
With their somnolent eyes still waiting,
To see her, that goddess who,
Was a traitor to their clan!
Marrying an earthly man whom,
They had despised, for his arms,
And chest spoke strength, heart,
Spoke love and eyes the truth,
The goddess that night chose,
To come out of one confine,
And gaily got hidden behind,
Another, yet here she meets the,
Other goddesses more often,
Hearing to their part of stories,
For her man has bend the path of one,
More universe within their abode where,
Another paradise meets,
And how the gods sitting above,
Now witness the most celebrated love tale,
That takes place each night,
Each night they see a lover turning,
Into a little more of her god,
And the goddess into an ordinary woman...
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