Spgm 075 - The Streets Burned Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

The grains bazaar, chariots streets,
The four different castes' streets,
The fire didn't touch pious
But burnt the evil places.

ANIMALS RAN AWAY

Milking cows and their calves,
They ran away to safe places.
The elephants and horses
Ran away to save their lives.

YOUNG LOVERS

The young beautiful girls,
With their lovely pairs,
They were lying flat
In a lust drunken state.

MOTHER AND CHILDREN

Young mothers with their children,
They woke up from bed and ran,
Towards the old women,
For their safety and protection.

OLD WOMEN

The old women were happy.
They praised, "She's a lady
Who with her anklet won
The erred king Pandian."

"With her breast, she did this war.
Is it really cruel? No, never.
We praise Fire God in our prayer.
We're grateful to him forever."

THE DANCING GIRL'S SADNESS

The dancing girls ran far away
Throwing their possessions away.
They were all afraid of her,
As the lady, who caused the fire.

THE DESERTED EVENING

No evening celebrations,
No evening Vedas recitations,
No evening usual prayers,
No evening sporting players.

No evening gate lights.
No evening jolly sights.
No evening drums.
Madurai became calm.

THE GODDESS OF MADURAI

Kannagi was breathing hot.
Her husband having lost.
She roamed in the streets.
She would thus run or halt.

The Goddess of Madurai,
She appeared before Kannagi
Having been exposed to fire
That spread widely everywhere.

THE THREE-IN-ONE

The Wealth Goddess,
The Education Goddess,
The Power Goddess
All in one Kannagi was.

So, the Goddess of Madurai,
She stood before Kannagi,
Bound by the latter's chastity,
And her inborn piety.