Cowherds live in meadows. They and
shepherds used to wear Kuravam flowers on their heads. We are living happily
among them with bliss. What else we want more? You, my man wants earn more. If you
leave me to earn, please note my humble words for a while. Please keep your words
returning in time as gentleman behaves.
These are the words of the lady;
her
friend-maid conveys to the man of her lady’s lover.
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| Kuravam flowers in bunch |
Poet: IlanTattanar of Kachippedu village
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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