Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
August 03, 2026

Let Autumn Slay All Asuras, Maa!

"...Let it blow away all our sorrows..."

Let Autumn Slay All Asuras, Maa!

Summer waves roll
As autumn breeze blows!

Sweat it out
Sweat it out

The evil may die
For Ever!

For Ever!

Hold your ‘trident’ Maa
Hold your ‘sudarshan’ Maa
Hold all your armaments, Maa

We stand in awe, Maa
As Autumn wind blows

Let it blow away
All our sorrows
And
All our griefs
All the injustices done
All the inhuman misdeeds
All the massacre of
Humane qualities
All the brutalities, Maa

And blow in the
Justice, Maa

Once and for all!
Once and for all!

Let all the asuras
Within us and without
Lie slain
Slain... Maa...
Slain!







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