After the first night the lady says to
her friend-maid.
He is the Man of the mountain where
bamboo and Eruvai flowers grow abundant. Flowers Kandal spread fragrant laying
on the ground as the broken tusks when elephants fight.
Air and heat emerge from space.
Likewise, bliss and pain appears from
his hug.
This is not vague. His chest hugged me
endowed me the both bliss and pain.
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| hug |
Poet: KamburKilan,
an authority of god carat testing in the village Putukkayam
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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