Bhima

Bhima, the son of wind,
Mighty and strong, a warrior so kind,
With a heart as big as his brawn,
He stood tall, from dusk till dawn.

Born to Kunti, the Pandava queen,
He was the strongest of her five offspring seen,
With a physique that could make mountains shake,
He was the one who never knew defeat or ache.

An expert in wielding the mace,
He fought his foes with great grace,
His thunderous blows could crush the mightiest of men,
His power knew no bounds, it knew no end.

Yet, beneath his towering might,
Lay a heart that shone so bright,
For he stood up for what was right,
Fighting for justice, day and night.

Oh Bhima, the hero of the Mahabharata tale,
Your name will forever be remembered, without fail,
For your strength, your courage, your unwavering spirit,
Inspires us all, and we shall never forget it.