Bathed in final sweat of his blood
A sickle above ready to wreath
To the breath-taking holy din
He bleats with gory eyes
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I'm not very sure about the subject Madam. Can you please give me a little introduction. May be I am a little confused. Sorry.
Madam, I got ur point in the first instance itself. But was a bit doubtful. You are so right Madam. I remember this sloka: 'Ashwam naiva, Gajam naiva, vyaghram naivacha, naivacha aja puthram balim dadhwa, devoo durbala ghathukaha' Thanks for this wonderful poem.