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| She thinks about his relation |
Flower water lily is shutting its
petals. It is the time of evening the shadow grows long towards eastern
direction. The littoral land starts sleeping. The chariot of my lover (Konkan)
is disappearing from my sight dumping its bell sound. I worship his chariot. He
delights me in the natural park. When we are enjoying he wears garland made of
fresh flowers bees humming round for honey. He also wears glimmering jewel on
his neck. This park where I and he enjoyed also begins to sleep. But I am not
in sleep. The heroine says these words to her friend-maid.
Poet: Auvaiyar
Poem belongs to 2nd century
B.C.
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