Dr.V.K. Kanniappan

(17.10.1944 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Persons With Crookedness In Mind Hide Themselves!


Knowing its poisonous nature,
….the cobra lives hiding,
whereas the water snake lives
….openly without fear!

Those who have crookedness
….in mind hide themselves;
whereas the persons with
…no crookedness mind will not hide!

Submitted: Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Edited: Thursday, January 16, 2014
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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Hi,
This poem 'Persons with crookedness in mind hide themselves! ' is a translation of a poem from Tamil literature 'moothurai' by Poetess AVVAI during 12th century.

கரவுடையவர் ஒளிந்தே நிற்பர்

நஞ்சுடைமை தானறிந்து நாகங் கரந்துறையும்
அஞ்சாப் புறங்கிடக்கும் நீர்ப்பாம்பு - நெஞ்சிற்
கரவுடையார் தம்மைக் கரப்பர் கரவார்
கரவிலா நெஞ்சத் தவர்.25 - மூதுரை

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