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KASU ornament |
The mother of an eloping lady is
suffering in her pondering mood. While she is with me her eyes will shed tears
in her mood of tenderness. She will shed
tears when her garland wilted, when the bangles in hand loosing from position
and her ornament on her hip lose-falling from its grip. Such a kind of eyes of
tenderness, she has.
Now she is eloping with her lover. But
it is a forest in summer. The wind will flow dust. The dust may fall on her
eyes. Then she will shed tears in her eyes. Alas! She may cry. This is mother’s
anguish.
The forest is so dry. The dove having
eaten some Ukay-seeds of savory taste will suffer peaking its feather in neck
sitting on a dry branch of a tree.
Poet: IniChandaNaganar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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