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Godhead Witch

She was holding magical powers,

Like some goddess of other world.

sorcerer elegantly mysterious,

I was falling for her grandeur.

One-hand holding stick,

the other the gratitude for her magic world.

I was more intrigued by her enchantment,

Then the magnificence she held.

Wicked gazes, the hag was prevailing like a godhead.

With no crown, she was governing,

She had mysterious supernatural power within.

Practising sorcery in a black cloak,

She kept her divinity within her.

There is no sin in love for God,

Even when you are a sorcerer

A wizard having utmost devotion.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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