Durga, the Matri Shakti

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Deeya, a feminist poet, invokes Durga, the , the fountainhead of Shakti (Energy), in an intense poem, as the special feature, exclusively for .

The porous moon on the

Ubiquitous sky of a placid evening

Reflects the pool of waters and

Madness in Durga’s eyes.

The autumn blooms in her skin

is the magic birthed

By the sky and the – Kailash

Is sacred, monumental, nevertheless

allures her to home

 

Durga is a name; an enigma

She is a purple caress to an avid

A longing that runs havoc in

The veins, a hashish of

–          Every voice that rings through

–          The sun, showers, hail and mist

–          An occult that weaves magic

In sweat, through the thick and thin.

 

Bereaved wishes – violence and strife

Inequality, ignominy decors the

Of Durga – raise your hands in praise

Futile prayers – Do you realise her?

She’s in extremity, in the song and

Celebration called life. Do not paint her

In evil colours, in nudity, in deflowering

In – Can you realise her?

©Deeya Dey Bhattacharya

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Deeya Bhattacharya

Deeya Bhattacharya

Born at Durgapur, West Bengal, Deeya Bhattacharya- a PG in English Literature and a Graduate in Education from the University of Burdwan. Her poems and articles have appeared in several National and International journals, websites, E-zine, besides several anthologies. Member of Poets International, She has read her poetry at quite a few fests. She teaches English and Poetry at a State Government High School.
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