The heroine hides her sorrow of
parting her lover to her friend-maid.
You, my friend, making me, ask me why you
are pale in your fore-head. Is it a kind of sorrow remembering your lover’s
assurance of marriage-friendship? It is not the cause. You see, north-wind is
blowing with snow of chillness. It makes the cow tied by a kind of knot ‘KULAI’
shivering. As the cow suffers, I am suffering. That is all, my friend. It is
night after day. I am being alone. What shall I do?
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| The cow is tied with a kind of free rope in head KULAI |
Poet: MilipPadumanar
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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