Indu herb will have bunch of fruits. It
is a small fruit yields like big fruit Palmyra among the branches. Indu fruit yields
in lonely places hardly human steps. He, your lover passed through such a route
and returned back. He is with you and hugs. He does not move anywhere. Then why
do you worry? The friend-maid asked her lady. The lady replied to her. You do not
know his thought. He hugs me without love in heart. He hugs me only in his sex feelings
availing a girl. He is thinking to go there again. That is why I am worrying.
Poet: not known
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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