|Eye is like arrow|
The hero couldn’t get his lover in his further approach. He begs the friend-maid of the lady to help him to get her lady.
You young girl! Your eyes are like endowing rain. They resemble tender mango leaf in appearance. There is no mercy upon me in your eyes. As the cobra’s head in rage your eyes are beautiful in sight but venom in its teeth. Again they like arrow with a slice-meat of a pig. You didn’t think of lose. Please consider.
This is a poem of second century B.C.