The moon shines profusely
so do the Kaans blooms
in the clear night
drums reverberates
to welcome your
coming down.
In the temple
they've drawn a curtain
to sharpen your eyes
to see more than required,
to armour you
with new weapons
to destroy new demons,
and dress you
for the new war against
perverted minds
and morons.
Mother, this time
once you come
don't go
but fight relentlessly
as blood drop
fells on the ground
leading to demons rise.
Who is this woman coming back Sudam? You remind me of the holy grail in your poem, could you be referring to 'her'?
Who is this woman coming back Sudam? You remind me of the holy grail in your poem, could you be referring to 'her'?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dash, this is about a deity called Durga....who is worshiped for her immense power during autumn. Here her coming is celebrated...as victory of good over evil. Thank you.