In an attempt of transformation
From humanity to divinity;
A child is bewildered,
Bewitched and be-tumbled
Into some trials.
Is it transcendental or is it real?
The test of grotesque shadows,
A human child hunting the horrible masks,
Living Goddess Kumari taken to Pachali Bhairab visit
A tiny little girl being led through
The beheaded heads' trail
She needn't fear such a flare!
Finally, she's crowned
A divine being
She becomes a supreme
Living Goddess!!
Bedecked with red attire,
Clamped in clamor,
Residing in divinely domicile,
What a titanic tribute to her tribe!
But, as she oozes
Her own clots, how-so-ever,
she's bethrown from her crown
Suddenly then, her life becomes
A bed of thorn, living a life
Of an earthly being
From that of heavenly being
Is of course not
A piece of cake
To dwell a life of fake!