Devi Mahakaali Poem by Indira Renganathan

Hey Prakriti, Brahmani, Parasakthi
In the depths of the perpetual cosmos
Thou be the conscience and reality-ultimate
Thou be the spirit of creation and cessation
Thou be the genesis of affluence and refulgence
Thou be Durga, Lakshmi, Saraswthi
Yet what Thou be
To the ogrish panic of recurring atavism
What Thou be to the chaotic terrorism
Hey Devi
Invigorate macrocosmic to boom out
Fierce, black, multi-headed, multi-handed
Huge and dark like ageless kala(time)
Attired of demonic arms severed skirted
Ornately garlanded with demon-heads slayed
Edacious, quivering tongues of smoking fire
Terrifying with intensive swift blood-plops
Thine audaciously to destruct satanic devils
Munitioned whole of thine mighty dynamic
A dreadful persona handling a demon-head
Hey Mahakaali, be it the frightening threat

From the frowning brow of Durga
Furious Mahakaali hailing on
Triumphantly fulgent to slaughter
All demons and evil and satanic killers
Beware o' destroying attackers
Surrender, else be preyed
Praises to Thee Devi Mahakaali
Praises to Thee, hail to Thee