Lankin at that turned physical
With her fist on Hanuman’s frame.
Roused as Hanuman in anger
Roared he loud like lion hungry.
Then a left hook he landed
On her huge frame bare fisted.
Yet he did no more than that
Out of respect for women folk.
With the power of his punch then
On all fours the fiend fell down.
Writhed as she in such great pain
Pitied Hanuman the woman in her.
Scared no end was wounded fiend
Begged she mercy from Hanuman.
Hurt not women valorous men
Know am Lankin, Lanka’s deity.
As I was by thee matted
Think I time to tell thee all.
Signalled Brahma to Lanka
Nadir as I lose my fight
At the hands of some simian.
Lost as I the fight to thee
End I see of Ravan’s reign.
How can Brahma ever go wrong?
Seetha’s kidnap proves him right.
Thus O Hanuman get thee set
On thy mission in Lanka straight.
Seizes us as Brahma’s curse
Go in search of Seetha now
Snared who Ravan to this land.