Shiva – A Poetry by Nikhil Chandwani


Shiva – Shambhu (“Benign”), Shankara (“Beneficent”), Mahesha (“Great Lord”), and Mahadeva (“Great God”) – A Poetry.

I wrote this poem around 11 years ago (did small touch up, and publishing it on NYK Daily today).

Bearing the crescent moon
on the head as an ornament
signifying controlled mind
Smearing his body
with ashes to narrate,
the future every human
will eventually find

Shagging hair,
chaotic and curly
like molten gold, in cosmic color
Home of Maa Ganga
a river that defines purity and sanctity

An ever Blue Throat,
due to the poison churned from sea
to purge its atrocious effect,
He drank it all
for you, for me.

Wearing Tiger Skin,
showing triumph on every force
and taming lust
He wears a serpent
on the neck as garland denoting
eternity and wisdom

Ruling the universe,
his weapon denotes the emblem
of sovereignty.
Enchanting his name
frees from sins like hate,
crookedness, jealousy, cunningness

He dances in ‘Rudra Tandava,’
in an aureole of fire,
creating restless thunderstorms all around
even smashing the Moon, the Sun,
and stellar bodies

God of Gods
beyond the cycle of creation
self-contained, self-existent

He is Bhagwan Shiva.

the interplay of
dynamic and static divine energy flow
has started, comprising the
codes to decode
creation, preservation, destruction,
illusion and liberation.

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