Nilkantha Mahadeva Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Nilkantha, har, har Mahadeva,
Har, har Mahadeva,
Nilkantha Mahadeva,
You be guide,
Shiva-Sambhu,
Shankara.

Nilkantha, har, har Mahadeva,
Shiv-Shankara,
You be our help
In trouble and tribulation,
Mahadeva.

Nilkantha, one whose neck is blue,
Bluish as for taking poison
And the snakes rounded around,
Bhole-baba, Shiva-shankara,
Simple and saintly,
One of good-heart.

Nilkantha Mahadeva, Blue-necked Great God,
You eliminate our troubles,
You eradicate and eliminate,
Simple and saintly Shiva,
The Origin of the being.

Nilkantha Mahadeva,
Blue-necked and bare-bodied
And with a thread over,
You in the loin cloth,
The leather of the tiger
And with a kamandala,
A trishula and a damru going.


On Your pathways to Kailash peaks,
Snow-capped tough terrains
to meditate and do sadhna,
A yogi, a sadhaka, a fakira You
To be lost in.