He, the hero speaks with his mind.
Robbers in arid track wait for new
passers-by aiming to kill them, shooting arrows; play their Tannumai-band to
gather their kith and kin to share what they fetch from the new comer. On
hearing the band music eagles wait gathering on the branches of the trees.
You, my mind, you intend to go on
earning through such a dangerous route. At the same time you want to enjoy your
lover’s shoulder wherein you have written sugarcane tattoo. How is it possible
to get both the goals?
She wears Mullai flowers on her head
that is famous in Madurai, the capital of King Seliyan. You want to hug her
mounts of breasts, I know.
Hugging or earning, one is possible;
not both.
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| Tannumai-band தண்ணுமை |
Poet: Vitrutru
Vannakkan Tattanar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
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