Victory of King Senguttuvan, historical
evidence
A monologue of the hero
You, my mind, be aware of. She kills
me with her beauty. She appears as a golden doll stands with moon light amidst
the cloud of her hair. She smiles with her teeth as roots of reeds, in her red-lips.
She speaks as the music played by a learned artist in ‘Yal’ string instrument. You
are disturbing me chasing her love. I am in treble as the water stirred by
elephants herd. Without considering my position, every day, you are crossing
the dangerous route to get approval.
King started war with rage like that of
thundering with lightning. He camps where he likes. There is no one to oppose
him. So he throws erecting his spears in sea to stop waves eating the land area.
Let his spear plunge into you and stop your love-chasing behavior. You must
know that she is not a girl to attain her love simply.
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| Golden girl in morning sun |
A poem by: Paranar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
அ whooping cranes Rendezvous mythology
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