The lady asks her friend-maid.
Why this is happening? I am worrying
why he does not marry me. Without knowing the cause my mother worried about me;
asks the Velan who says I am mad; and my mother is making arrangements to leave
my love-sick by ‘Veri-festive in house. Why this is happening?
The elephant takes path in river-pond.
Blue water lily opens its eyes spreading fragrance by the waves. He is the man
of such hill track. He enjoys me without marriage bond. It makes me worry.
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| blue water lily |
Poet: Madurai IlampalAsiriyan SentanKuttanar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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