10 shades of forbidden clay :Nishiddho pallis

In ten shades of clay,

Why we cannot be the ten handed Goddess of warrior?

Who will become my priest, my potter,my idol maker?

 When Demonic forces  enters the dharma of my deeds,

Screams of Victory of good over evil.

Where will my potter seek ‘Punya Maati’ 

Like every priest and idol makers beg for land from her land at Kumartoli,

Holy earth's body brothel, holy!

Time's drama unveils at the doorstep of the forbidden heaven,

Faces of both hypocrisy and society;

In search of energy,potency,

seek intensely a handful of fire and force of fortitude

from the forbidden Nishiddho Pallis,

To make 10 shades of Warrior Goddess's divine faces;

and might for fatal fight to end evil, hypocrisy,

Mahishasur was another ad hominem name of displaced divinity;

Tales of yore not yet a myth,of malign and molest of diginity.

My potter is an idol maker, 

To make her warrior goddess the Invincible One;

Fierce form of warring Mahishasura-mardini, 

Buffalo demon slayer.

My potter mixed mud from the banks of the Ganga, 

cow urine, cow dung and soil from Nishiddho Pallis;

The sacred idol of Goddess Durga is ready to fight filth,

In my Potter's land,Kumortuli;

clay idols of gods and goddesses and the Society.

To maketh names out of Nishiddho Pallis,

10 shades of clay etched out into 108 names;

Skandamata, Kushmanda, Shailaputri, Kaalratri, 

mahmacharini, Chandraghanta and Siddhidatri

 Still, my potter's warrior goddess finds no home on earth, never a nameplate,

They still are called sluts,  and in best of their slangs,

Yet, quietly, my potter's warrior goddess attains self-sacrifing solemnity.

Chakra spins the wheel of auspious time,

Ashtami's hunger for auspiosity;

Rages of fatal fights, 

Screams of Victory of Good over Evil, for every right;

conch sheds its shell, bell rings, all powerful throw,

Her ten hands become the sharp edges of scimitar, shield,Trident,Bow and Arrow.

His warrior Goddess mounts on Lion bodied force, 

 Wuthering winds of fortress of faith, invincible,beyond reach;

 demon-slaying goddess,

 Mahishasura is the form and difficulies of strategy;

War dance of warrior goddess in quiet ecstasy.

Umblicated Navratras,every women are worshipped as goddess,

Yet its showy: it's hypocrisy.

My potter is an idol maker,

Made this warrior goddess as a love mark;

As a mark of respect to those women,downtrodden 

humiliated by society, you and me.

Dussehra, Vijayadashami fireworks of Victory;

Immersed into the womb of brahmaputra,warrior goddess,melting body,

Made of 10 shades of forbidden clay :Nishiddho pallis.

-Lovita J R Morang