Mahishasura Mardini Stotram

महिषासुर मर्दिनी स्तोत्र

Stotram Adi Shankaracharya (attributed)

आदि शंकराचार्य (श्रेय)

Durga

अयि गिरिनन्दिनि नन्दितमेदिनि विश्वविनोदिनि नन्दिनुते गिरिवरविन्ध्यशिरोऽधिनिवासिनि विष्णुविलासिनि जिष्णुनुते। भगवति हे शितिकण्ठकुटुम्बिनि भूरिकुटुम्बिनि भूरिकृते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi girinandini nanditamedini vishvavinodini nandinute Girivaravindhyashiro'dhinivAsini vishnuvilAsini jishnunute Bhagavati he shitikanthakutumbini bhUrikutumbini bhUrikrite Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O Daughter of the Mountain, you who fill the earth with delight and enchant the whole universe, praised by Nandi himself, You who dwell on the summit of the great Vindhya mountains, who are the radiance of Vishnu, praised by the victorious, O Goddess, consort of the blue-throated Shiva, mother of a vast family, doer of boundless deeds, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

सुरवरवर्षिणि दुर्धरधर्षिणि दुर्मुखमर्षिणि हर्षरते त्रिभुवनपोषिणि शङ्करतोषिणि किल्बिषमोषिणि घोषरते। दनुजनिरोषिणि दितिसुतरोषिणि दुर्मदशोषिणि सिन्धुसुते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Suravaravarshini durdharadharshini durmukhamarshini harsharate Tribhuvanaposshini shankaratosshini kilbishamosshini ghosharate Danujaniroshini ditisutaroshini durmadashoshini sindhusute Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

You who shower blessings upon the gods, who subdue the demon Durdhara and vanquish Durmukha, who delight in joy, You who nourish the three worlds, who bring bliss to Shankara, who wash away all sin, who revel in sacred chanting, You who are furious toward the Danavas and the sons of Diti, who dry up demonic arrogance, O Daughter of the Ocean, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि जगदम्ब मदम्ब कदम्बवनप्रियवासिनि हासरते शिखरिशिरोमणितुङ्गहिमालयशृङ्गनिजालयमध्यगते। मधुमधुरे मधुकैटभगञ्जिनि कैटभभञ्जिनि रासरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi jagadamba madamba kadambavanpriyavAsini hAsarate Shikharishiromani tungahimAlayashringanijalayamadhyagate Madhumadhure madhukaitabhaganjini kaitabhabhanjini rAsarate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O Mother of the Universe, my own Mother, who loves to dwell in the Kadamba forest, who delights in laughter, You who reside amid the lofty peaks of the crown-jewel Himalayas, Sweet as honey, you who vanquished the demon Madhu and shattered Kaitabha, who rejoice in the divine dance, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि शतखण्ड विखण्डितरुण्ड वितुण्डितशुण्ड गजाधिपते रिपुगजगण्ड विदारणचण्ड पराक्रमशुण्ड मृगाधिपते। निजभुजदण्ड निपातितखण्ड विपातितमुण्ड भटाधिपते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi shatakhanda vikhanditarunda vitunditashunda gajAdhipate Ripugajaganda vidAranachanda parAkramashunda mrigAdhipate Nijabhujadanda nipAtitakhanda vipAtitamunda bhatAdhipate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who severed the heads of enemies into a hundred pieces and crushed the trunks of the mightiest elephants, Whose lion mount tore apart the temples of enemy elephants with fierce and valiant trunk-like might, Who with the staff of her own arms struck down warriors and toppled the heads of demon generals, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि रणदुर्मद शत्रुवधोदित दुर्धरनिर्जर शक्तिभृते चतुरविचार धुरीणमहाशिव दूतकृत प्रमथाधिपते। दुरितदुरीह दुराशयदुर्मति दानवदूत कृतान्तमते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi ranadurmada shatruvadhodita durdharanirjara shaktibhrite ChaturavichAra dhurInamahAshiva dUtakrita pramathAdhipate DuritadurIha durAshayaburmati dAnavadUta kritAntamate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who arose to slay the battle-maddened foe, wielding invincible and imperishable power, Who in wise deliberation made the great Lord Shiva himself your messenger, O Mistress of the Pramathas, Who brought death upon the evil-minded, sinful, and wicked demon messengers, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि शरणागत वैरिवधूवर वीरवराभय दायकरे त्रिभुवनमस्तक शूलविरोधि शिरोऽधिकृतामल शूलकरे। दुमिदुमितामर धुन्दुभिनादमहोमुखरीकृत दिङ्मकरे जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi sharanAgata vairivadhUvara vIravarAbhaya dAyakare Tribhuvanamastaka shUlavirodhi shiro'dhikritAmala shUlakare DumidumitAmara dhundubhinAdamahomukharIkrita dinmakare Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who grant fearlessness even to the wives of enemy warriors when they seek your refuge, Who hold the spotless trident high, piercing the heads of those who oppose the three worlds, Whose victory is proclaimed by the thunderous beating of celestial war drums echoing across all directions, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि निजहुङ्कृति मात्रनिराकृत धूम्रविलोचन धूम्रशते समरविशोषित शोणितबीज समुद्भवशोणित बीजलते। शिवशिवशुम्भ निशुम्भमहाहव तर्पितभूत पिशाचरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi nijahunkrIti mAtranirAkrita dhUmravilochana dhUmrashate Samaravishoshita shonitabIja samudbhavashonita bIjalate Shivashivashumbha nishumbhamahAhava tarpitabhUta pishAcharate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who reduced the demon Dhumralocana to ashes with a single roar of your battle cry, Who in the fury of battle dried up every drop of blood from which Raktabija endlessly regenerated, Whose terrifying war against Shumbha and Nishumbha gratified the spirits and ghouls of the battlefield, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

धनुरनुषङ्ग रणक्षणसङ्ग परिस्फुरदङ्ग नटत्कटके कनकपिशङ्ग पृषत्कनिषङ्ग रसद्भटशृङ्ग हताबटुके। कृतचतुरङ्ग बलक्षितिरङ्ग घटद्बहुरङ्ग रटद्बटुके जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Dhanuranushanga ranakshanasamga parisphuradanga natatkatake Kanakapishanga prishatkanishanga rasadbhatashrimga hatAbatuke Kritachaturamga balakshitiramga ghatadbahuranga ratadbaatuke Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you whose bracelets dance upon your radiant limbs as you seize the bow in the thick of battle, Whose golden arrows fly from the quiver to pierce the foremost warriors and shatter their horns of pride, Who routed the enemy's four-fold army across the battlefield in a spectacle of many-hued valor, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

सुरललना ततथेयि तथेयि कृताभिनयोदर नृत्यरते कृत कुकुथः कुकुथो गडदादिकताल कुतूहल गानरते। धुधुकुट धुक्कुट धिंधिमित ध्वनि धीर मृदङ्ग निनादरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

SuralalanA tatatheyi tatheyi kritAbhinayodara nrityarate Krita kukuthah kukutho gadadAdikatAla kutUhala gAnarate Dhudhukuta dhukkuta dhimdhimita dhvani dhIra mridanga ninAdarate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you in whose honor the celestial maidens dance with graceful expressions, chanting tatatheyi tatatheyi, Who delight in the curious songs sung to rhythmic beats of varied percussion, Who rejoice in the deep, steady sound of the mridanga drum, dhudhukuta dhukkuta dhimdhimita, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

जय जय जप्य जयेजयशब्द परस्तुति तत्परविश्वनुते झणझणझिञ्झिमि झिङ्कृत नूपुरशिञ्जितमोहित भूतपते। नटित नटार्ध नटी नट नायक नाटितनाट्य सुगानरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Jaya jaya japya jayejayashabda parastuti tatparavishvanute Jhanajhanajhinjhimi jhinkrita nUpurashinjitamohita bhUtapate Natita natArdha natI nata nAyaka nAtitanAtya sugAnarate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who are praised throughout the universe with cries of victory and devoted hymns of glory, Whose jingling anklets, jhana jhana jhinjhimi, enchant even the Lord of Spirits, Shiva himself, Who dance as the supreme actress alongside Nataraja in the grand cosmic drama set to beautiful song, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि सुमनःसुमनःसुमनः सुमनःसुमनोहरकान्तियुते श्रितरजनी रजनीरजनी रजनीरजनी करवक्त्रवृते। सुनयनविभ्रमर भ्रमरभ्रमर भ्रमरभ्रमराधिपते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi sumanahsumanahsumanah sumanahsumanohara kAntiyute ShritarajanI rajanIrajanI rajanIrajanI karavaktravrite Sunayanavibhramara bhramarabhramara bhramarabhramarAdhipate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you of beautiful mind and beautiful flowers, united with a beauty that steals the heart, Whose radiant face puts to shame the splendor of the full moon on the darkest night, Whose lovely eyes bewilder even the black bees, making you the sovereign of all that is beautiful, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

सहितमहाहव मल्लमतल्लिक मल्लितरल्लक मल्लरते विरचितवल्लिक पल्लिकमल्लिक झिल्लिकभिल्लिक वर्गवृते। शितकृतफुल्ल समुल्लसितारुण तल्लजपल्लव सल्ललिते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Sahitamahahava mallamatallika mallitarallaka mallarate Virachitavallika pallikamallika jhillikabhillika vargavrite Shitakritaphulla samullasitAruna tallajapallava sallalite Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who engage in the great battle wrestling with mighty warriors, overthrowing the strongest among them, Surrounded by companies of jasmine-garland maidens, tribal Bhilla women, and buzzing cricket-song, Whose joyous smile blooms like a flower, radiant as the tender reddish sprout of dawn, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अविरलगण्ड गलन्मदमेदुर मत्तमतङ्गजराजपते त्रिभुवनभूषण भूतकलानिधि रूपपयोनिधि राजसुते। अयि सुदतीजन लालसमानस मोहन मन्मथराजसुते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

AviralagandagalanmadamedurA mattamatangajarAjapate TribhuvanabhUshana bhUtakalAnidhi rUpapayonidhi rAjasute Ayi sudatIjana lAlasamAnasa mohana manmatharAjasute Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who command royal elephants with ichor streaming ceaselessly from their temples in deep intoxication, O Daughter of the King, you are the ornament of the three worlds, the treasury of all arts, and an ocean of beauty, Whose charm captivates the hearts of beautiful women, as if you were the daughter of Kamadeva, the god of love, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

कमलदलामल कोमलकान्ति कलाकलितामल भाललते सकलविलास कलानिलयक्रम केलिचलत्कल हंसकुले। अलिकुलसङ्कुल कुवलयमण्डल मौलिमिलद्बकुलालिकुले जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

KamaladalAmala komalakAnti kalAkalitAmala bhAlalate SakalavilAsa kalAnilayakrama kelichalatkala hamsakule Alikulasamkula kuvalayamandala maulimiladbakulAlikule Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you whose forehead shines spotless and tender like a lotus petal, adorned with the art of pure beauty, Whose graceful gait surpasses the elegance of a flock of swans, the abode of all arts in playful motion, Whose braided hair is wreathed with bakula blossoms swarming with bees around circles of blue water lilies, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

करमुरलीरव वीजितकूजित लज्जितकोकिल मञ्जुमते मिलितपुलिन्द मनोहरगुञ्जित रञ्जितशैल निकुञ्जगते। निजगणभूत महाशबरीगण सद्गुणसम्भृत केलितले जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

KaramuralIrava vIjitakUjita lajjitakokila manjumate Militapulinda manoharaguNjita raNjitashaila nikunjgate NijagaNabhUta mahAshabarIgana sadgunasambhrita kelitale Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O sweet-minded one, the melody of whose hand-held flute puts even the cuckoo to shame, Who wander through enchanting mountain groves filled with the heart-stealing humming of the Pulinda tribes, Whose playground is graced by her own retinue of noble Shabari women, rich in virtuous qualities, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

कटितटपीत दुकूलविचित्र मयूखतिरस्कृत चन्द्ररुचे प्रणतसुरासुर मौलिमणिस्फुर दंशुलसन्नख चन्द्ररुचे। जितकनकाचल मौलिमदोर्जित निर्भरकुञ्जर कुम्भकुचे जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

KatitatapIta dukUlavichitra mayUkhatiraskrita chandraruce PranatasurAsura maulimaNisphura damshulasannakha chandraruce JitakanakAchala maulimadorjita nirbharakunjara kumbhakuche Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you whose waist, wrapped in colorful golden silk, radiates a splendor that outshines the moon, Whose toenails glow like little moons, lit by the gems on the crowns of prostrating gods and demons, Whose bosom, firm and proud, surpasses even the golden peaks of Mount Meru and the frontal globes of mighty elephants, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

विजितसहस्रकरैक सहस्रकरैक सहस्रकरैकनुते कृतसुरतारक सङ्गरतारक सङ्गरतारक सूनुसुते। सुरथसमाधि समानसमाधि समाधिसमाधि सुजातरते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Vijitasahasrakaraika sahasrakaraika sahasrakaraikanute KritasuratAraka sangaratAraka sangaratAraka sUnusute SurathasamAdhi samAnasamAdhi samAdhisamAdhi sujAtarate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O you who conquered the thousand-armed and are praised by the thousand-rayed sun, Who brought forth Kartikeya to wage war against the demon Tarakasura in the great celestial battle, Who are equally pleased by the worldly devotion of King Suratha and the deep meditation of the sage Samadhi, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

पदकमलं करुणानिलये वरिवस्यति योऽनुदिनं सुशिवे अयि कमले कमलानिलये कमलानिलयः स कथं न भवेत्। तव पदमेव परम्पदमित्यनुशीलयतो मम किं न शिवे जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Padakamalam karunAnilaye varivasyati yo'nudinam sushive Ayi kamale kamalAnilaye kamalAnilayah sa katham na bhavet Tava padameva parampadamityanuShIlayato mama kim na shive Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

Whoever worships your lotus feet each day, O Abode of Compassion and Auspiciousness, O Lotus Goddess dwelling among lotuses, how can such a devotee not become the very abode of Lakshmi? For one who contemplates that your feet alone are the supreme destination, what is unattainable, O Shive? Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

कनकलसत्कलसिन्धुजलैरनुषिञ्चति तेगुणरङ्गभुवम् भजति स किं न शचीकुचकुम्भतटीपरिरम्भसुखानुभवम्। तव चरणं शरणं करवाणि नतामरवाणि निवासि शिवम् जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Kanakalasatkalasindhujalairanushinjchati tegunaarangabhuvam Bhajati sa kim na shachIkuchakumbhatatIparirambhasukhAnubhavam Tava charanam sharanam karavAni natAmaravAni nivAsi shivam Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

Whoever bathes the stage of your glories with shining golden waters from the ocean of devotion, Does such a one not attain the bliss of Indra's own paradise and the embrace of every heavenly joy? I take refuge at your feet, O you before whom Saraswati herself bows, O Dwelling of all that is auspicious, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

तव विमलेन्दुकुलं वदनेन्दुमलं सकलं ननु कूलयते किमु पुरुहूतपुरीन्दु मुखी सुमुखीभिरसौ विमुखीक्रियते। मम तु मतं शिवनामधने भवती कृपया किमुत क्रियते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Tava vimalendukulam vadanendumalam sakalam nanu kUlayate Kimu puruhUtapurIndu mukhI sumukhIbhirasau vimukhIkriyate Mama tu matam shivanAmadhane bhavatI kripayA kimuta kriyate Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

Your spotless moon-like face washes away all impurity from the lineage of the moon itself. How could the beautiful moon-faced women of Indra's heaven ever turn away from your radiance? It is my firm belief, O Treasure of Shiva's name, that by your grace alone all is accomplished, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!

अयि मयि दीन दयालुतया कृपयैव त्वया भवितव्यमुमे अयि जगतो जननी कृपयासि यथासि तथानुमितासिरते। यदुचितमत्र भवत्युररीकुरुतादुरुतापमपाकुरुते जय जय हे महिषासुरमर्दिनि रम्यकपर्दिनि शैलसुते॥

Ayi mayi dIna dayAlutayA kripayaiva tvayA bhavitavyamume Ayi jagato jananI kripayAsi yathAsi tathAnumitAsirate Yaduchitamatra bhavatyurarIkurutAdurutApamapAkurute Jaya jaya he mahishAsuramardini ramyakapardini shailasute

O Uma, you must shower your compassion and grace upon me, for I am wretched and helpless, O Mother of the World, you are perceived just as you truly are through your own boundless mercy, Please accept what is fitting here and remove the great suffering of this world, Victory, victory to you, O Slayer of Mahishasura, with beautiful braided hair, O Daughter of the Mountain!