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BHASMASUR-THE ASH DEMON

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This asura was so greedy for power and might,
He was ready to do anything for it, wrong or right.
Thus he spent many a month in prayer and meditation;
Forcing even Lord Shiva to yield to his determination.

When Shiva declined to grant him the boon of immortality,
The wily demon asked cheekily for a monstrous killer ability;
Asking that anyone whose head he merely touched should turn to ash.
Lord Shiva had now no option but to agree though he knew it to be rash.

But when Basmasur decided to put his power to test
By touching the Boon giver himself first,
Lord Shiva, realizing the danger he was to face,
Took to his heels with the cunning asura in chase.

When the Lord Vishnu assured help on his plea,
Lord Shiva sighed in relief and hid behind a tree.
The asura, following meanwhile,suddenly saw a wondrous woman
And stood there spellbound and gaping in awe- this demon.

 Forgetting everything in his total infatuation
The demon did everything for her ingratiation;
When the lovely Mohini beckoned him to dance,
He imitated her every step as in a trance.

When  Lord Vishnu as Mohini moved in steps very easy,
Basmasur followed suit, in his ecstasy.
And when the clever Mohini touched her own head suddenly,
He did likewise and lo! Burned to ashes, killed by his own folly

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