Shiva - The Destroyer Poem by Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter

You are the supreme, the powerful
Destroyer, among the holy trinity;
You beg for food in human skull
And live in Himalayan vicinity.

Fear is dead, if we call your name
There is no hell for your devotee
Thandava dance is your game
It shakes the world and makes evil flee

You hold the moon and the river Ganges
On your head and your matted hair
Opening the third eye heralds changes
And brings in new life with flair

Shiva my lord, help me and save
Its not mine, the life which you gave.


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Rdnr 10/6/06