Lankeshwara Krita Shiva Stuti
This stuti is a prayer by Lankeshwara, praising Lord Shiva's strength and seeking his protection and blessings.
गले कलितकालिमः प्रकटितेन्दुफालस्थले
galē kalitakālimaḥ prakaṭitēnduphālasthalē vināṭitajaṭōtkaraṁ rucirapāṇipāthōruhē
In the place where the moonlight shines, adorned with the beauty of the lotus,
विनाटितजटोत्करं रुचिरपाणिपाथोरुहे ।
udañcitakapālajaṁ jaghanasīmni sandarśita dvipājinamanukṣaṇaṁ kimapi dhāma vandāmahē
With the hair raised in a beautiful manner, I bow to you.
उदञ्चितकपालजं जघनसीम्नि सन्दर्शित
vr̥ṣōpari parisphuraddhavaladāmadhāmaśriyā kubēragiri-gaurimaprabhavagarvanirvāsi tat
In the presence of the skull, displayed in the middle of the body,
द्विपाजिनमनुक्षणं किमपि धाम वन्दामहे ॥ १ ॥
kvacitpunarumā-kucōpacitakuṅkumai rañjitaṁ gajājinavirājitaṁ vr̥jinabhaṅgabījaṁ bhajē
I worship the two-legged beings, who are the essence of all.
वृषोपरि परिस्फुरद्धवलदामधामश्रिया
uditvara-vilōcanatraya-visr̥tvarajyōtiṣā kalākarakalākara-vyatikarēṇa cāharniśam
On the back of the bull, shining with the brilliance of the white moon,
कुबेरगिरि-गौरिमप्रभवगर्वनिर्वासि तत् ।
vikāsita jaṭāṭavī viharaṇōtsavaprōllasa- ttarāmara taraṅgiṇī tarala-cūḍamīḍē mr̥ḍam
Residing in the pride of the mountain of Kubera, I bow.
क्वचित्पुनरुमा-कुचोपचितकुङ्कुमै रञ्जितं
vihāya kamalālayāvilasitāni vidyunnaṭī- viḍaṁbanapaṭūni mē viharaṇaṁ vidhattāṁ manaḥ
Somewhere, adorned with the red powder from the breasts of Uma,
गजाजिनविराजितं वृजिनभङ्गबीजं भजे ॥ २ ॥
kapardini kumudvatīramaṇakhaṇḍacūḍāmaṇau kaṭī taṭapaṭī bhavatkaraṭicarmaṇi brahmaṇi
I worship the one who is seated on the skin of an elephant, the destroyer of sins.
उदित्वर-विलोचनत्रय-विसृत्वरज्योतिषा
bhavadbhavanadēhalī-vikaṭatuṇḍa-daṇḍāhati truṭanmukuṭakōṭibhi-rmaghavadādibhirbhūyatē
With the three eyes shining like the sun,
कलाकरकलाकर-व्यतिकरेण चाहर्निशम् ।
vrajēma bhavadantikaṁ prakr̥timētya paiśācakīṁ kimityamarasampadaḥ pramathanātha nāthāmahē
In the artistic play of the artist, day and night,
विकासित जटाटवी विहरणोत्सवप्रोल्लस-
tvadarcanaparāyaṇa-pramathakanyakāluṇṭhita prasūnasaphaladrumaṁ kamapi śailamāśānmahē
The forest of matted hair blooms in the celebration of the divine,
त्तरामर तरङ्गिणी तरल-चूडमीडे मृडम् ॥ ३ ॥
alaṁ taṭavitardikāśayitasiddha-sīmantinī prakīrṇa sumanōmanō-ramaṇamēruṇāmēruṇā
O gentle one, may my mind dwell in the light of your grace.
विहाय कमलालयाविलसितानि विद्युन्नटी-
na jātu hara yātu mē viṣayadurvilāsaṁ manō manōbhavakathāstu mē na ca manōrathātithyabhūḥ
O Lord with matted hair, the jewel of the lotus,
विडंबनपटूनि मे विहरणं विधत्तां मनः ।
sphuratsurataraṅgiṇī-taṭakuṭīrakōṭā vasa- nnayē śiva divāniśaṁ tava bhavāni pūjāparaḥ
Your waist is like the shore of the ocean, the essence of Brahman.
कपर्दिनि कुमुद्वतीरमणखण्डचूडामणौ
vibhūṣaṇa surāpagā śucitarālavālāvalī- valadbahalasīkara-prakarasēkasaṁvardhitā
With the fierce trident of the goddess of the universe,
कटी तटपटी भवत्करटिचर्मणि ब्रह्मणि ॥ ४ ॥
mahēśvara suradrumasphurita-sajjaṭāmañjarī namajjanaphalapradā mama nu hanta bhūyādiyam
May I be drawn to your abode, transcending the demonic realm.
भवद्भवनदेहली-विकटतुण्ड-दण्डाहति
bahirviṣayasaṅgati-pratinivartitākṣāpalē- ssamādhikalitātmanaḥ paśupatēraśēṣātmanaḥ
What is this wealth of immortality, O Lord of the Demons?
त्रुटन्मुकुटकोटिभि-र्मघवदादिभिर्भूयते ।
śirassurasarittaṭī-kuṭilakalpakalpadrumaṁ niśākara kalāmahaṁ vaṭuvimr̥ṣyamāṇāṁ bhajē
You are the one who is devoted to worship, and the daughter of the destroyer.
व्रजेम भवदन्तिकं प्रकृतिमेत्य पैशाचकीं
tvadīya suravāhinī vimalavāridhārāvala- jjaṭāgahanagāhinī matiriyaṁ mama krāmatu
May I find a mountain that bears the fruit of flowers,
किमित्यमरसम्पदः प्रमथनाथ नाथामहे ॥ ५ ॥
surōttamasarittaṭī-viṭapitāṭavī prōllasa- ttapasvi-pariṣattulāmamala mallikābha prabhō
Sufficient for the one who has achieved the perfect goal.
त्वदर्चनपरायण-प्रमथकन्यकालुण्ठित
iti śrīlaṅkēśvaraviracitā śivastutiḥ
The mind is never to be lost in the pleasures of the world,