Bagalamukhi Stotram (Brahmastra Mahavidya Bagalamukhi Stotram) — Word-by-Word Meaning

Meditation: Let one contemplate Bagalamukhi, seated on a golden throne, three-eyed, radiant in yellow silk, her limbs glowing like gold, crowned with the crescent moon, garlanded with champaka flowers, bearing in her hands the mace, noose, thunderbolt and the enemy's tongue, adorned with ornaments — the paralyser of the three worlds. Hymn: I bow to the Goddess in the midst of the ocean of nectar, upon a jewelled altar in a gem pavilion, seated on a lion-throne, golden-yellow in colour, her body adorned with yellow garments, ornaments and garlands, holding the mace and the tongue of her foe. I bow to the two-armed Goddess, resplendent in yellow, who with her left hand seizes the tip of the enemy's tongue and torments the foes, and with her right strikes them with the mace. The Goddess is the giver of bliss and the paralyser of enemies; she maddens with passion and arrests (the unfaithful) in love. The great wisdom-goddess, the great Maya, bestower of fruit on the seeker, by whose mere remembrance one can paralyse the three worlds in an instant. O Mother, crush the mouth of my adversary and pin down his tongue; swiftly arrest his speech and his fierce, agitated movement with your seal; grind, O grind my enemies quickly with your mace, O fair-limbed one clad in yellow; take away, O Bagala, the host of obstacles of those who bow to you, O Goddess whose glance is full of compassion. O Mother Bhairavi, Bhadrakali, Vijaya, Varahi, refuge of the universe, O Shri Vidya, Samaya, Maheshi, Bagala, Kameshi, Vama, Rama, Matangi, Tripura, higher than the highest, giver of heaven and liberation — I am your servant, I have come to your refuge; by your grace, O Empress of the universe, save me. Bound by your discipline, O Goddess, the arguer becomes mute, the king becomes a beggar, blazing fire turns cold, the angry man grows calm, the wicked become good, the swift are made lame, the proud are humbled, and even the all-knowing becomes dull — O ever-auspicious Bagalamukhi, day after day I bow to you. You are the supreme knowledge, mother of the three worlds, destroyer of the host of obstacles, the one who attracts, who increases the bliss of the three worlds, who roots out the wicked and bewilders the minds of the beast-like — O Bhairavi who pins down the tongue, you are ever victorious, the supreme Brahmastra-knowledge. This Brahmastra is renowned and rare in the three worlds; it is to be given only to one devoted to the guru, and not to anyone whosoever.