Naissance Nagina

NAISSANCE NAGINA

And now from the sapphira nectar of padma perfumed waters,
Intoxicated with the pearl flora attars of her bejewelled black locks,
Divine darksome tresses, resplendent as the starred, silken nights of swarg,
Rises the venom laced flower, mystic metamorphosis veiled in lustre of mogara pearls,
Exquisite, emerald bejewelled serpentia, sculpted from lustrous starred scales of golden gota,
Beauteous, heaven carved cobra, whose honeyed lips,
Adorned with pearls of venom, shall kiss and devour her king's heart.
Naagina divine, beauteous Queen of Rajputana, draped in plumes of pavonia
And lavished in silvered chanderi of exquisite azure.
Before her Palace, sculpted from the souls of a thousand sea pearls, fallen, as musk tainted magnolia blooms, fron the envious, azure bejewelled cheek of Varuna's realm, await her five bejewelled Lions, obsidian as her beateous black tresses
Or pearlescent as her ephemeral, moon shimered scales.
Emerald adorned and laced with those deathly pearls,
Adorned and poisoned with gilded nectar, jewels of her divine naissance.
Pearls of jasminora and ebony lace of envenoned henna shall adorn
Her petal sculptured, silken scaled hands,
Once opened as the petals of sapphire tainted lotus
Now twined as the poison pearl garlands of jasminora that star the darksome night of the lake
And bleed their white venomed honey into the night tainted attar of her ebony waters.
Her heart, first laced with the nectar of cerulean lotus and now fired
With the golden nectar bled, from the cobra's wild kiss,
Is eternally locked, in the hellish fort of his soul. Five envenomed nectars shall bleed into her sacred bouquet,
Siezed from the gardens of Swarg, born of her sculpted lotusea hands,
To bloom and to bejewel the sapphira nectars of her lotus flower heart.
Desire tainted magnolia torn from her decadent dark tresses, Pearls of jasminora
Snow gardenia, bejewelled blue lotusea and opal opiate roses, fragrant with deathly musk.
Adorned with ephemeral pearls of poison, drawn from the cobra's gilded soul,
Her Maharani beauty is veiled, in the gold Naagina nectars,
Sweeter in their intoxication than the gardenia's diamond tears
And beauteous blooms of petals, silken as her serpentine scales,
Her pearls of venom, woven with divinity and delicacy, upon the perfumed blossom of her lips, her deathly kiss.