Shiva Ratri Is Coming Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Shiva Ratri,
I mean Shiva's Ratri, Shiva's Night
Is coming,
It will rain,
The night will be dark and stormy a bit
As the marriage party
Will leave for
And this is the day of His marriage anniversary.

The night will be dark.
The winds will howl by,
It may be cloudy and stormy
And against such a backdrop
The party will leave by,
The groom a yogi-fakira
Seated on a bull
With a trident and a kamandala
And in the tiger loin cloth.

Going to marry Parvati
And there the bride's party,
The king's men and the folks
Aghast and awe-struck
To see the groom seated on a bull,
A yogi and a fakira
With snakes around the neck
Rounded
To marry his daughter,
A princess,
How can it be,
How can it?