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| Vengai tree \ வேங்கை மரம் |
You my friend, hear my words. We are
facing no difficulty here. But, he on his way is facing many difficulties on
his route. He is treading in night time. Gravels are killing his feet. The darkness
is killing his eyes. Tiger drinks the blood of the elephant and brushes its
mouth on the trunk of Vengai tree.
I am afraid of his route.
Poet: Naganar, VellaiKudi village
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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