He is the Man of hill track where
flower ‘Kutalam’ spread fragrance weting in rain drops; animal ‘Asunama’ spell
bound in the music of bees eating honey, that music resembles ‘Yal’ string
music.
The lady blames her friend-maid for
not taking any action to cure her love sick. She says.
You are seeing the loss of my
complexion that was as tender as Seyalai leaf before. You would have informed
my position to him. Or you would have informed to my mother to make
arrangements for marriage. You, my friend did nothing. Really you are crucial.
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| ‘Asunama’ \ அசுணமா |
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| ‘Asunama’ \ அசுணமா |
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| ‘Asunama’ \ அசுணமா |
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| ‘Asunama’ \ அசுணமா |
Poet: KutranKumaranar
This is a poem of second century B.C.





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