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Mahakaali
Fuming, she stood on the edge
Of the world on the Judgement Day;
A scintillating wonder on the ledge
Taking and taking as Death would may.
Death-rattles droning in the breeze,
Jackals pouncing, hawks' sweeping;
Actors in the theater of blitz-
Battle cries and groans and weeps.
You would say she is a summer's rainy night,
But for the garland of skulls dangling off her neck.
She is a true wonder, the mother of your light,
But for her Ravaging, that without a check.
She roars and she screams,
Being the Mother of all beings-
Her weapons marked with bloodstreams
Have shattered countless evil Kings.
I admit I have been a fool
In trying to tell you of her vigour
That is unfathomable. You'll
Realize only if you'd know her.
Bigg Boss 19
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
