Durga Godress Poem by Prativa Dey

Poetry is a walk in the streets
Say my fortress is so
Why,
Durgas are in the hands of all the devils
Fall victim to
The real fortress,
He has no weapon in ten hands
Goes shopping,
Where is Durga maternal form?
Can't protect yourself
He is in ten forts
Out there
This is the description of Durga.
As much education as society leads
Digital therefore protects everyone's charm,
Yet why such a state of Durga,
Asura was there,
This is the last word.
There are people who wake up,
If there is an insect soaking food,
Asura has wrongdoing
In the greed of consumption,
Asura is in politics
When will all this evil end,
Durga will be a disaster.