Shloka 14
चतुश्चत्वारिंशः सर्गः (Sarga 44): निशायुद्धम्, धूलिरुधिरप्रवाहः, इन्द्रजितो मायायुद्धम्
हतैर्वानरवीरैश्चशक्तिशूलपरश्वधैः ।।।।निहतैःपर्वताकारैराक्षसैःकामरूपिभिः ।शस्त्रपुष्पोपहाराचतत्रासीद्युद्धमेदिनी ।।।।दुर् ज्ञेयादुर्निवेशाचशोणितास्रावकर्दमा ।
hatair vānaravīraiś ca śaktiśūlaparaśvadhaiḥ |
nihataiḥ parvatākārair rākṣasaiḥ kāmarūpibhiḥ |
śastrapuṣpopahārā ca tatrāsīd yuddhamedīnī |
durjñeyā durniveśā ca śoṇitāsrāvakardamā ||6.44.14||
Là, le champ de bataille semblait jonché d’offrandes d’armes « semblables à des fleurs » : des héros vānaras abattus par des javelots, des tridents et des haches, et des rākṣasas grands comme des montagnes—changeurs de forme—terrassés eux aussi. Le sol devint difficile à discerner et difficile à traverser, bourbier brassé par le sang qui s’écoulait.
There with warriors of Vanaras wounded by javelins, tridents and axes, and the Rakshasas of mountain size who could change their form at will, the battlefield was muddy, and wet with blood flowing and difficult to reach.
FAQs
Even a dharmic war produces devastation; the verse functions as a moral mirror, warning that righteousness must be guided by necessity, proportionality, and a constant remembrance of human (and living) cost.
The narrator describes the battlefield after heavy exchanges: bodies, weapons, and blood turn the ground into a dangerous, unrecognizable mire.
Sobriety and responsibility: the imagery pushes the listener to value restraint and ethical clarity, not mere triumph.