My Dark Daughter/ kali, An Iconography Of Kali Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

My Dark Daughter

The dark daughter,
Darker the myths
Of the world,
The paths of life,
But you going the way
Fearfully,
A small girl
On the way of life
Into a lonely and dark world.


Kali, An Iconography of Kali

Kali
The Dark Goddess,
The Dark Divine
With the tongue stuck-out of
And holding a sword
Into one of her four hands,
Wearing a wreath of the heads of sinners
Beheaded and slain
And with the snake
And in anger
But held back with shame
When she places it her one leg
On the body of Shiva
Lying underneath laid down
On the ground.