The
lord of dharma
The
lord of dharma,
Where
has disappeared,
When
a virgin calls you,
While
losing her virginity;
Ransacked
very terrifically
Every
day in the hands of Satan,
She
is swallowed by the dragon.
Thou
are the savior of Yajnaseni,
When
her five protectors failed
To
rescue her dignity,
In
the midst of assembly,
She
stood in the fire
With
half naked cloth
Dragged
by a knave’s broth,
With
tears she appealed everyone
But
the dare assisted none;
So
called the five warriors
Standing
with bent heads
Demonstrated
their impotence.
In
that wilder state,
Draupadi
stand alone
Among
the men
Who
laughs not only at her,
But
also at all the female world;
Forgetting
the cause of their existence
Lies
in the hands of a woman,
They
disrespected the female pride
Which
is worse than she died;
Then
mystically thou come
And
increased the Panchali’s wrap
But
now thou not come
When
a maiden prays for you
In
that state of desperateness
Why,
do you forget your dharma?
Who
fought the grand battle of Mahabharta
Not
through weapons but from wisdom:
Where
has dried up that wisdom
Or
you left us alone in this world,
This
is a question in every female’s heart.
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