In your land of the strange and wonderful
not for the clever and the careful
where death is not known
and even the dead are not grim
where even the smallest blade of grass
sways under your whim!
With a beating heart
and through the kumkum that flies
One sight of your eyes
And with a flood of an ecstatic pain..
..i realize
the eternal joke of joys and sorrow.
Wherever this strange rhythm takes
now i can only sway
How to set out for your abode
My legs give away!
Slipping out of reality
or waking up from a dream
This enchanting stillness
is also a scream..
of Jai Bhairavi!
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