I am living in Kalar city. It is city
on the bank of Cauvery-ricer. Kings Cholas used to stay in the city after their
war victory. The people of the city used to give food for the crows. They give
plain rice-food. The crows takes the food to the tree and eat them slipping
major portion thinking to get non-vegetable food. It is the city with plenty of
food. I am living in the city.
The lady says to her friend-maid.
He, my lover, is well aware of my
position. I will frighten hugging him in bed when cold wind flashes. Now he is
away from me earning wealth. The cold wind is flashing at me in raining
midnight. What shall I do? He is hind-less.
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| lovers' embrace |
Poet: KalarHiran
Eyitriyar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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