व्योम्नि शून्यनदीवाहे वहत्सायकवारिणि । चक्रावर्तिनि गच्छन्ति गिरयो ऽप्य् अणुपङ्कताम्
In the sky, where the empty river of space flows, bearing arrows as its waters and swirling like a wheel, even mountains are reduced to tiny rows.
भ्रमद्भिर् ग्रहमार्गेषु शिरोभिर् वीरभूभृताम् । आयुधांशुलतानाललग्नासिदलकण्टकैः
On the paths of the planets, the severed heads of heroic kings whirl about, pierced and adorned with the points and barbs of weapons.
केतुपट्टमृणालाङ्कतलैर् लग्नशिलीमुखैः । वहद्वातललत्पद्मं नभः पद्मसरः कृतम्
With banners and lotus-stalks as their ornaments, and arrows stuck fast, the sky has become a lake of lotuses, with the wind as its rippling water.
मृतमातङ्गसङ्घाते गिराव् इव पिपीलिकाः । भीरवः परिलीयन्ते स्त्रियः पुंवक्षसीव वा
In the heap of dead elephants, the fearful women vanish like ants among mountains, or like women in the embrace of men.
अपूर्वोत्तमसौन्दर्यकान्तसङ्गमशंसिनः । वान्ति विद्याधरस्त्रीणाम् अलकोल्लासिनो ऽनिलाः
The winds playfully toss the flowing locks of the Vidyādhara women, who proclaim the joy of a meeting adorned with unprecedented and supreme beauty.
छत्त्रेषूड्डीय यातेषु छिन्नेषु व्योमचन्द्रिकाम् । इन्दुनैत्य यशोमूर्त्या कृता शुभ्रातपत्रता
When the parasols are cast away and torn, the moonlight in the sky becomes their white canopy, fashioned by the ever-glorious form of the moon.
भटो मरणमूर्छान्ते निमेषेणामरं वपुः । स्वकल्पशिल्पिरचितं प्राप्तस् स्वप्नपुरं यथा
At the end of the faintness of death, the warrior instantly attains an immortal body, crafted by his own imagination, just as one enters a city in a dream.
शूलशक्त्यृष्टिचक्राणां वृष्टयो मुक्तमुष्टयः । व्योमाब्धौ मत्स्यमकरकुलीराश् शूरवत् स्थिताः
Showers of spears, lances, arrows, and discs are hurled in volleys, standing in the sky-ocean like groups of fish, sharks, and alligators—undaunted.
शरोत्कृत्तपतच्छत्त्रकलहंसैर् नभस्तलम् । भाति सञ्चितपूर्णेन्दुबिम्बलक्षैर् इवावृतम्
The sky, filled with broken parasols and fans cut by arrows, shines as if covered with clusters of full moons gathered together.
क्रियते गगनोड्डीनैश् चामरैश् चारुघर्घरैः । वातावधूतसारावतरङ्गनिकरद्युतिः
The sky is adorned by parasols tossed aloft and by beautiful, humming fans, their radiance like waves of white geese stirred by the wind.
दृश्यन्ते ते ऽतिदलिताश् छत्त्रचामरकेतवः । आकाशक्षेत्रनिक्षिप्ता यशश् शालिलवा इव
Those parasols, fans, and banners, utterly shattered, are seen scattered across the field of the sky like showers of hailstones.
वहद्भिर् व्योम्न्य् असङ्ख्येयैः पश्य नीता शरैः क्षयं । शक्तिवृष्टिर् उपायान्ती सस्यश्रीश् शलभैर् इव
See how, carried in the sky by countless arrows, the rain of spears brings destruction, just as swarms of locusts devastate the splendor of crops.
एषा प्रसृतदोर्दण्डभटखड्गच्छनत्कृतिः । कठिनात् कङ्कटाज् जाता मृत्योर् एवोग्रहुङ्कृतिः
This is the fierce roar of Death itself, born from the harsh clashing of armor and the resounding ring of swords wielded by warriors with outstretched arms.
हेतिकल्पानिलक्षुण्णा दन्तनिर्झरवारयः । जनताक्षयकाले ऽस्मिन् भग्ननागा नगा इव
Swept by winds like volleys of arrows, the streams of blood from shattered teeth flow; in this time of destruction for the people, the broken elephants lie like fallen mountains.
सचक्रनाथसूताश्वं व्यूहरक्तमहाह्रदे । हा हा धिग् ब्रुडितं भ्रष्टं विनष्टं रथपत्तनम्
With chariots, horses, and warriors—along with their lords—submerged in the great red lake of blood, there arise cries of 'Alas! Lost! Destroyed!' as the chariot-city falls.
कटुकङ्कटकुट्टाकखड्गसङ्घट्टटाङ्कृतैः । कालरात्र्या प्रनृत्यन्त्या रणे वीणेव वाद्यते
As the Night of Time dances wildly on the battlefield, the sharp, harsh clangor of swords striking armor resounds like the music of a veena.
नरेभाश्वशवाद्रिभ्यो ये च्युता रक्तनिर्झराः । पश्य तद्बिन्दुसिक्तेन वायुनारुणिता दिशः
See how the directions are reddened by the wind, sprinkled with drops of blood that have fallen from the bodies of men, elephants, horses, and the heaps of corpses.
शस्त्रांशुजलधेर् व्योम्नि कालीचिकुरमेचकी । शरकोरकभारस्रग् घेमविद्युद् इवोम्भिता
In the sky, which is like an ocean of sword-blades, the dark tresses of Kali are adorned with garlands of arrow-buds, flashing like lightning heavy with rain.
अनन्तरक्तसंरक्तसेनावनिभिर् आयुधैः । भुवनं भात्य् अतिज्वालम् अग्निलोकम् इवाकुलम्
With the armies and earth stained with fresh blood and bristling with weapons, the world shines with an intense blaze, as if it were the tumultuous realm of fire.
भुसुण्डीशक्तिशूलासिमुसुलप्रासवृष्टयः । अन्योऽन्यच्छेदभेदाभ्यां कणप्रकरताम् इताः
Showers of arrows, spears, javelins, swords, and maces from Bhusunda and others, by mutual cutting and shattering, are reduced to mere fragments.
अक्षोभैकप्रहरणाद् अबुद्धान्योऽन्यचेष्टितम् । संरम्भाण्वेषणप्रज्ञं रणं सुप्तम् इव स्थितम्
With only the weapon of steadfast composure, unaware of the actions of others, the battle, filled with the wisdom of seeking out agitation and wrath, stood as if asleep.
अनन्यशब्दाविरतहतहेतिझणझणैः । गायतीव क्षयक्षोभमुदितो रणभैरवः
With the ceaseless clamor of weapons striking and the clashing sounds of blows, the dreadful spirit of battle seemed to sing, rising with the tumult of destruction.
अन्योऽन्यहतहेत्यग्रचूर्णपूर्णो रणार्णवः । वालुकामय एवाभूच् छिन्नच्छत्त्रतरङ्गकः
The ocean of battle, filled with the dust of shattered weapons striking one another, appeared like a sea of sand, its waves formed by broken parasols.
अतिरभसरसद्विदारितूर्य प्रतिरवपूरितलोकपाललोकः । रणगिरिर् अयम् उग्रपक्षदक्षः प्रविसृतनृत्त इवाम्बरे युगान्ते
This mountain of battle, fierce and swift-winged, filled the worlds of rulers with the echo of shattered drums, as if performing a wild cosmic dance in the sky at the end of an age.
हा हा धिक् प्रविकटकङ्कटाटनोद्यत्प्रोड्डीनप्रकटतडिच्छटाः प्रदीप्ताः । क्रेङ्कारस्फुरितगुणेरिता रणन्तो नाराचाश् शिखरिशिलाभिदो वहन्ति
Alas! Fie! The blazing arrows, flashing like lightning from uplifted, dreadful bows, resound with sharp twangs and strike the peaks of mountains, carrying forth a terrifying roar.
छिन्नेच्छा च्छम् इति न यावद् अङ्गभङ्गं कुर्वन्ति ज्वलदनलोज्ज्वलाः पृषत्काः । तावद् द्राग् द्रुतम् इत एहि मित्र यामो यामो ऽयं प्रवहति वासरश् चतुर्थः
Before the burning, fire-bright arrows, breaking limbs, cease their furious assault, let us quickly go from here, friend—let us go, for this is already the fourth day passing.
अथ प्रोड्डयनोद्युक्ततुरङ्गमतरङ्गकः । उत्ताण्डव इवामत्तो बभूव स रणार्णवः
Then, with waves of horses surging forward in readiness, the ocean of battle became like a madman performing a wild dance.
छत्त्रदिण्डीरविश्रान्तशितेषुशफरोत्करः । अश्वेभसैन्योल्ललनकल्लोलाकुलकोटरः
With the sharp fins of arrows resting on shields and drums, and the hollows churned by the surging waves of horses and elephant troops, it was tumultuous.
नानायुधनदीनीतसैन्यावर्तविवृत्तिमान् । मत्तहस्तिघटापीठचलाचलकुलाकुलः
He was surrounded by armies led by various weapons and commanders, with tumultuous crowds of intoxicated elephants and moving and unmoving hosts.
कचच्चक्रशतावर्तवृत्तिभ्रान्तशिरस्तृणः । धूलीजलधरापीतभ्रमत्खड्गप्रभाजलः
His head was whirling like a mass of grass caught in the eddies of hundreds of wheels, enveloped by dust and clouds, and illuminated by the flashing blades of swords.