Oh Ariadne, the scorned princess of Crete,
None speaks of the valour you displayed,
Helping that thankless Athenian to escape certain death.
Oh Ariadne, the spurned beloved of Theseus,
None speaks of your will you showed,
When your love laid you down so heartlessly on that barren land.
Oh Ariadne, the lady wronged by all,
None speaks of the strength of love you displayed,
For which you lost your kingdom, title and life even.
Oh Ariadne, the sole beloved of Dionysus,
None speaks of the endless love he showed for you,
That he moved heaven and earth to bring you back to life.
Oh Ariadne, the mistress of Lenaeus,
None speaks of the loyalty he had shown,
For his heart yearned for none other than you.
Oh Ariadne, the lady of the mind,
None speaks of your immense calibre,
Through which, a mere mortal became a goddess great.
Oh Ariadne, the luckiest of all,
None speaks of the bliss you got,
In the quest to find yourself, you got the Supreme Lord.
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Note; According to mythology, Ariadne, the daughter of Crete King Minos, falls in love with Theseus and helps him out of the Minotaur labyrinth in return for marrying her. After killing the Minotaur, Theseus gets out of the labyrinth, takes along Ariadne and goes back to Athens. However in midst of the journey, Ariadne falls asleep, and Theseus abandons her at an island called Naxos. When she wakes up she realizes that Theseus has left her. Becoming sick at heart, Ariadne comes across with Dionysus on the coast, coming with his cortege. Dionysus takes Ariadne to Olympus and marries her, and he presents her the crown which will later become a star in the sky
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Poetry"My heart resides in these pages." A collection of nonfiction poetry about the magnificent and benevolent gods of the past told through the eyes of a mortal girl millions of years younger than them. "What I hate, is the smallness of mind, the lack...
