Lord Shiva I bow before you.
With all respect I prostrate
I always keep you in my heart
You make me wonder ever.
All that is forsaken is owned
And readily adopted gleefully
Serpents adorn the neck
The ash of dead besmirched
Skin of tiger dressed singularly
Abode is on the mountaintop
Drank the poison to save world
Ox is your preferred transport
Easily bestowed boons misused
Selfish beings getting blessed
No other God relinquished all
But you bother not at all
Company of disfigured people
Never annoys you that is simple
None can match strange ways
I worship you O lord Mahadev .