Natrinai 172

When I was playing with my friends I forgot to remove a nut of Punnai-tree. It had bud. My mother said, it is your sister. So, I cultivated it pouring the milk as water to grow, the milk offered to me to drink. Now it is tree under which we meeting. I feel shame to have a contact with you, while my sister watching. Again, there are so many respectable beings are watching us in daytime. Let us have love affairs in night-time. She pleads him.

Punnai-tree

Poet: not known

Poem belongs to 2^nd century B.C.

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