It is festive day for the Creator in
villages.
The girl eloped with her lover.
The mother of the girl feels very much
and says these words.
The village is celebrating a festival
on God, The Creator decorating him with Mochi-flower and offering toddy. I am
suffering without my daughter by this time. As I am suffering, so, let the
mother of man suffer without her son to celebrate her festival.
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| God, The Creator |
Poet: Kayamanar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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