Maa Kali: will you at least once,
pierce your sword through me?
take out all the darkness in my heart
and let all the blood drain
which has been nourished by
my memories
unauthorized by the guard
you had appointed
outside your temple
he was worried that
if i inhale all the aroma
of the flowers offered at your feet
i might lose my way
he did not let me manure
my memories
but then all the leaves
fallen from a tree
i had planted
to meditate
have nourished them
nothing happens any more, as i wish
is this the way you show your love
O Ma kaali