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draupadi was a very strong woman
a queen of character, a good human
at the darkest hour, by the hair she was dragged
by a brutish man whose intelligence lagged
in front of an assembly of royals
when bravery knew only withdrawals
he pulled at her blood-stained dress
attempting to augment her distress
leaving her fully dishonoured and exposed
humiliated and devoid of her clothes

 
not letting the fiend have his satisfaction
krishna appeared timely in swift reaction
mystically he supplied unlimited fabric
in a manner that was simply classic
the queen chanted his name in surrender
the assembly sat shocked at this act of splendour
the abductor, exhausted at the fabric pull
was embarrassed with only a cloth handful
draupadi was appeased, feeling protected
krishna’s kindness is what he always projected
 

heroism lingers in the tales of abundant stories
found in the epic pages of lives in bharat’s glories
in the belly of uttara lie the last of the yadu
fate had it that her child was not yet due
when uttara ran hastily toward krishna divine
her instinct knew her unborn’s life was on the line
sensing that the enemy was targeting her child
a weapon of fire, brahmastra, had run wild
the accuracy level with the aim was high
asvattama, the antagonist, caused her to cry

 
in an earnest appeal over a life-and-death matter
krishna was the ‘go-to’ as ultimate psychiater
her spirit of self-sacrifice was commendable
“let my life be taken, i am expendable
let my son live a life of resilience
of joy, of health and brilliance”
krishna’s response was very immediate
a response to asvattama’s deviance
krishna projected into her womb, giving shelter
protecting the embryo in the spirit to help her
 
 
after the devastating kurukshetra war
widows were grieving, emotions torn
in the search for identifying their dead
their husbands, sons, granddads, all bled
in the air of greed aftermath and a sky of vultures
victims of the battle played out their culture
in the vacancy of men, breathing nil
and in an atmosphere echoing the message “kill”
krishna offered his backing, there to console
each and every woman who lost their mating soul
 

“what a loss!” was the sound of bereavement
how to consider this pile of corpses an achievement?
grieving women, the likes of the very best
draupadi, kunti, gandhari, viewing those at rest
krishna’s absolute comforting presence
was his expression of deep condolence
including his sensitivity towards enemies’ widows
a model behaviour opening doors and windows
for those of us devoid of kindness and car
krishna stands up for women, children, and those in despair

 
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