Peacock dances spreading feathers having
eyes like the petals of water-lilies appealing to peahen raising its voice, at
the side of waterfall. You my friend did not swim in the pond as usual along
with girls; and seeks loneliness. The friend-maid adds. If mother asks me why
my daughter is dull, what shall I reply to her? I know you are in love-sick
pondering your man. How shall I answer the fact to mother?
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| swimmers paintings in Lanka |
A poem by: Marutan Ilanaganar of
Madurai village.
The text is belongs to second century
B.C. or earlier.
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