4/5/2014 (2070-12-22)Ratopul, Kathmandu Ma Durga Let me bow my head on your feet Only after offering flower on your seat. Not only during navaratri but on every second You are not in my heart, how I reckon. Read about you, great Ma as Durga Could be in different facets like Kali and Chandika You were produced not born, This is the matter I have learnt. You are of various types, frightening and tender How can I know where you wander? I wandered everywhere to see you Only could see the images of thee. Could you tell me what I do, See the soul in the images of you? I’m ready to cut off my head If the justice prevails ahead, Not only in my motherland, But it must be too in foreign strand. Why are some only with bones and skin; Hippopotamus like people are their kin? Having such a gap is it fair Oh my mother what must be there? Could you command what I do? Let me ask am I who? As a true devotee, what are the deeds That I have to follow as my creed? Let me know what I do To vanish in you. Oh Ma Durga surrender you Command me What I do.
Posted on: Sat, 05 Apr 2014 01:51:00 +0000