His friendship
is like jack-fruit falls and rolls on the slop to valley bed, she, the love
partner says.
Even the
evil done by others should be weighed exploring, our ancestors say.
But the
people here are murmuring about my friendship with him.
Even we
feed rice-roll to a female elephant it will be anxious to eat bamboo buds
between bamboo bush.
He is
bamboo bud – metaphor
He and
his friendship are like jack fruit that falls down and rolls down in the slop
of the mountain to valley-bed.
Jack tree
is her parents and she is valley-bed – metaphor.
The people
living in stone-loaded-house near-by are murmuring my friendship with him
without exploring the value.
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| Feeding rice-roll to elephant |
Poet:
Kandarattanar
Poem
belongs to 2nd century B.C.
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