The friend-maid refreshes her lady’s
mind with these words.
The peoples in the village are
whispering complain about your love relation with your man. They begin to scold
you. To dumb their mouth he is to come join with you. He assured you when the
rainy season starts he will be with you returning back. You, my lady come and
see the season in which he is returning. Please tread slowly. You, the girl of
chastity behave carefully, do not be hurry.
See the rain pouring with rain-balls on
the mountain with jack-fruit and bamboo trees along with thunder that spoils
venom of the cobra. The clouds are moving like your hair. It is indicating the certainty
of arrival.
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| Venom of snake |
A poem by: Paranattu PerunKotranar
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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