I did not smile with him even one day. Being so,
the village-people living in the street where birds are chattering on the
showered flowers PUNNAI, is murmuring over our relation, on seeing him on the
sand nearby my home where the fish gathered at sea and IRAAL fish gathered at
lagoon are laid on sunbath that smells everywhere.
Some in-between meanings are there among these
words. Peoples murmur as the birds are chattering and the secret news of
clandestine love spreads as the smell of the drying fishes.
Author of the poem is Tumbi-ser-kiiran
2nd century B.C.

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