Forty Quatrains On Battlefield [40- 41] Poem by Rajendran Muthiah

40.Lances in plenty, the drums blaring armies and the fury in excess,
Chozhan Chenganan had. The arrows showered in the battlefield!
Like the plough made of Silver ploughed the land, the hurt elephants
fell headlong into the earth with the tusks planted first.

41.Chenganan Chozhan possessed the noisy thundering drum and the Kaveri river springing forward.In the battlefield where he butchered his foes, the chests of the elephants were pierced by the lances flung
by the warriors. The legs of the elephants drooped, their ears bent
and fell down as if they were to hear the counsels of the 'Earth'.