Navarasa - Roudram Poem by Shankaran Kutty

(Roudram is pure anger. Anger out of self righteous wrath or the fury caused by an offense.)

The Himalayas trembled in fear
As the Ganga flooded with her own tears
Mother Earth had never seen such holocaust
In all her millions of years

Lord Shiva had lost his consort
As Sati had jumped into the flame
Daksha ran desperately to hide
For he knew he had to take the blame

Fires raged and rains lashed the earth
Waves crashed on the shores in rage
The earthlings braced for another round
Disaster more cruel than one could gauge

The skies were ablaze with lightning
And thunder deafened the living
And as Shiva started his Thandava dance
The entire country was burning

And from his locks were born two of the cruellest forms
Veerbhadra and Kali, them the world did dread
They killed Daksha, the sages, those alive and when
They were done, the living envied the dead.

The world was descending into anarchy
Even the Gods were running helter skelter
And they had nowhere to go, finally
In Lord Vishnu they sought shelter

Lord Narayana stepped in with his Chakra
To take Sati’s body away from Shiva’s arm
And then the Lord started cooling down
And the world returned to calm