What is Shiva?
Who is Shiva,
How Shiva-Shankara?
When will He come and pass by the roadway,
The dark roadway?
The heart waiting for, looking the way
Passing through the village ways
As Shiva will go through
On Shivaratri
With His awkward party,
None gave the answer
As to solve it,
Disturbed and alone the conscious self
Rued it cluelessly
But the fasting girls hinted it
Keeping awake all through the night
Where Shiva lay it,
The olden women folks
Sang they the bridal songs
Of His marriage anniversary.
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