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Ruddra Roop

Feb 28, 2023
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By Amit Kumar


Ruddra roop mera Ruddra roop tu seh le aisi baat nahi

mere tandav ke aage tere is chhal ki koi aukat nahi


main hass ke sehta apmaan mera na ichha koi bdhaayi ki

badal garje hile hai dharti jo maine angdayi li


na dushman ki ginti me rkhta na rakhu mittr bna ke main

bagh shaal ka vastra pehnu rakhu bhashm ka ittar lga ke main





Bhola kehte log mujhe ,mujhe kehte kuch aghori hai

mera khud pe chalta fir bas nahi jab sambhe bhakt ki dori hai


Gale mein SARP maathe pe CHANDA ,main jataa me GANGA rakhta hu

mai khud ka khud he tyaag kru mair khud he Har-Har japta hu


na paane ki hai vidhi koi mai khush ho jau jal bhar se

na 56 bhog ka sukh mangu mera bina pyar ke man tarse


mai ant ka he aarambh hu aur mai ant hu punya paap ka

tu rkhe man me mail bhra kya labh hua fir jaap ka


na rakh lalach kuch paane ka ginti me avval aane ka

sab milna hai mitti me he jab samay aayega mujhme smane ka


mai tera he ho jaunga tu hath bdha dil saaf se

tujhe gale lgau bche ke bhaanti mai kru mukt duniya ke shrap se


mere kehne ka tu saar samajh meri baato me jo bhaar samajh

na tol mol ke pyar dikha na bhakti ko vyapar samajh


mera ruddra roop mera ruddra roop tu seh le aisa prani ban


fir Tandav bhi tujhko bhayega tu Shiv Shiv Shiv kehlayega

bs na prem pyar pe tu haani ban


❤️Shambhoo❤️


By Amit Kumar





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