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| Indian gooseberry |
The friend-maid
consoles her lady while his lover away.
You have
lost your complexion. Your eyes like blue water-lily become pale. Beauties and
folding lines in body portions lost. Don’t worry. He went to earn in his
charity mood only.
He is
passing through the forest in summer where the deer eat fruits of Indian
gooseberry. He also can eat it.
Warriors
of Mauria dynasty came to Tamil Nadu mounting in chariot. The rim of the cart
made way-lines on rock. Even if he crossed the area of lines in middle India or
some other places like that he wouldn’t stay further more after his duty over.
King
‘Ay’ destroyed the forts of enemies having bowed arrows decorated with the feathers
of peacock when it dropped while mating with its female. You are endowed with
sweet fragrant in your breast as that of the flower forest-lily blooming in the
forest of the Ay-King. He will never forget the fragrant. Don’t worry.
A
poem by: ParanKotranar son of Umattur Kilar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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