You don’t worry and not to cry. You are
not the cause for my sufferings such as shoulder leans, structure weakens,
complexion like tender leaf spoils, etc.
He is the Man of the mountain where
plantain leaf will bear rain water.
You often advise me “No one can say
whose love will result what”.
Remembering these saying I am comfortable
when he is leaving me for earning.
The lady consoles her friend-maid.
 |
| a English lady and her friend-maid |
Poet: Kapilar
This is a poem of second century B.C.
No comments:
Post a Comment