Natrinai 105

On his way earning he is pondering his situation.

You my heart! You have crossed a long distance leaving her at home. Here are, you see, trees of silk-cotton covered with dry-creepers. The wind is blowing shaking the trees and bending bamboo trees. The elephant family is crossing the arid land without water and shades of trees. You didn’t think of these difficulties of route and crossed a long distance. She is there at home with fragrant hair that smells like white water-lily in the spring-pond of western hill ruled over by the king Kuttuvan. Now, what are you going to do?

White water-lily

Poet: MudatTirumaran

Poem belongs to 2^nd century B.C.

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