Decaying Limbs Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

1231.My eyes are ashamed to see the fragrant flowers
Musing on my lover who left me to grieve and went afar.
1232.My pale tearful eyes seem to tell me
The betrayal of my beloved lover.
1233.My arms puffed up on the nuptial day
Wither away today as if to explain the rift of my lover.
1234.My golden armlets slip off my withered arms
As my lover’s separation faded all my natural charms.
1235.My arms with faded natural charms and slipped armlets
Tell the cruelty of my deserted lover.
1236.I grieve deep for my lover being chided as cruel
For my sliding armlets and wasting arms.
1237.My heart! Tell him about the clamour of my wasting arms
And gain the glory of bringing him back to me.
1238.On relaxing my embrace, the forehead of my ladylove,
Decked with gold rings, turned pasty musing of the rift.
1239.On embrace eased, a chill wind found its way out through
And my love’s eyes turned sallow minding of the divide.
1240.When the complexion of her bright brow turned sallow
Her pasty eyes felt deep anguish.