I yearn for destructive forces,
Reducing the unrighteous and greedy to ashes.

Radiant effulgence of the divine soul,
With divine powers, a glimpse into the gardener's eyes,
He fears the rustle of death,
One who fears unrighteousness, fears religion,
He is superior to my fierce battles.

The divine soul prepares for destruction with its powers,
Dead drapes await in hell,
Alive through the judicial process designed by the gods,
Why not abstain from unrighteousness altogether,
The soul must suffer upon leaving the body.

Businessmen rule by law, doctors ensure justice,
Challengers of unrighteous blood, labellers of the deceased,
They shall burn, they shall burn in hell,
They shall perish, eventually, one way or another.

Once the age limit is reached, the body is abandoned,
The glory of hell, they shall dwell within it,
Interpreting each other's demise through spilled blood,
"Man is so greedy, before the bones dissolve,
Death's skin wraps around the body."

Wishing destruction upon the unrighteous,
I create disasters with divine powers,
I am infinite, vast, tremendous, Mahakal,
Whomever I am, I am destructive and powerful.

I am God to human beings,
I possess the knowledge of divine power,
Awaiting death,
Death after death of people,
I keep waiting!

About this poem

This poem demonstrates that if a human commits numerous crimes and manages to evade the judicial process, they will still be held accountable for all their actions after death. This is what we refer to as the final justice.

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Written on September 10, 2022

Submitted by akshaykandwal400 on June 24, 2023

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Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 1,267
Words 237
Stanzas 7
Stanza Lengths 2, 5, 5, 4, 5, 4, 5

Akshay kandwal

I'm Akshay Kandwal from Uttarakhand, India. I have written numerous poems on a variety of subjects, including politics, life, and social issues. If you enjoy my poetry, you can read it on my blog, The original content is in Hindi, but you can use Google Translator to translate it into your preferred language. I hope you like this poem as well. more…

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