He is the Man of the littoral track
where the male sea-crow with its red peck searches for Ayirai-fish in mud to
feed its female in pregnant ready to lay egg in cut Adumbu-creeper; the play
girls cut the creeper to adopt penance game on sand dune.
He did not meet me joining. My desire
falls down without his hug. I am suffering. More than that, the peoples in the
village are murmuring about our clandestine relation. That affects me more.
The lady speaks these words to her
friend-maid.
The aim of the conversation is the
man-in-love would marry the loving lady.
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| gathering Ayirai-fish |
Poet: Mukkal teacher NalVellaiyar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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