Don’t come to meet my lady without
marrying her, the friend-maid advises the man of her lady’s lover.
You are applying sandal past on your chest;
wearing garland of Vengai-flower on your head; and approaching her as God Murugan.
Your arrival makes the millet yield spoil, that diverts our attention of
guarding them from spoiling birds. You used the loneliness of my lady in the
mountain where jack-fruit available in plenty.
Please think her position at present. Her
father is guarding her as village Mankadu guarded by the ruler.
You are coming through the forest
route father-monkey digs the jack-fruit to remove the hungry of mother-monkey
with baby.
She is a girl with cleaned hair and
sweet voice. You cannot get her as you got her before. Try to get her with
marriage.
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| God Murugan |
A poem by: Mudeyinanar of Vitruru
village
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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