Spgm 081 - Fainted Mentally Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

"Oh my friend, this stream water
It runs on his hill rock forever.
Why it hasn't got any rough behavior,
Like what he has in a cruel manner? "

"In this water that touches his rock,
When other women come like a flock.
Why immediately I get heart pain.
Can you tell me its reason? "

"In this water touching his hill,
Thru' flower gardens up the hill,
When other women take bath,
Why I get pain and wrath."

"In his hillside fresh water,
He takes bath whenever,
With other women there,
Why I get pain and shiver? "

LET US SING FOLK SONGS

"Oh maid! One more to be said,
That our black eyes became red,
When in this fresh stream water
We took bath hours together."

"Let us sing in praise of the Lord
Murugan, our merciful hill God,
Who killed a demon in the mid-sea,
Where he was hiding like a big tree."

THE SONG PRAISING THE LORD'S SPEAR

"Lord Murugan never left Thiruvenkunram
Tiruchendur, Tiruchengodu and Thiruveragam.
Once, a demon hid in the shape of a tree
It was Murugan who killed him under the sea."

"The Lord has beautiful faces six,
And his hands twice the six,
Like this he's the only one,
To remain second to none."

"Riding on his peacock back,
With his spear he did hack
The demon which stood as a tree,
Hiding deep under the sea."

WILL VELAN COME?

"Oh maiden, in the hill my lover
He's from the plantation of pepper.
Which itself acts as a medicine,
But isn't his very presence a medicine? "

"Why mother didn't know this?
She thought Murugan came close.
She was in a state of trance,
Don't you find it just a pretence.? "

"Listen to this, you maiden
To satisfy my passion
Will Velan come here?
It's a joke, I find, mere."

"Isn't a funny question?
What became of our Velan?
To cure my love disease
Will he come here please? "

"Fool they'll call him,
If he ever wish to come.
So, he'll not be here,
I've my own fear."

REQUEST FOR WEDDING ORNAMENTS

"Lord Velan will play furious dance,
When he comes to this hot place.
But with his consort Valli he's calm,
When both of them here they come."

"We'll request him for presents
Of fitting wedding ornaments,
When my wedding takes place
In their holy presence."

"Oh Velan the guardian of our tribe.
We're from your Valli's tribe.
We trust, you'll shower your mercy
When we get married happily."

"Oh Arumugam! Valli your consort
She's from our family caste.
Bless those who fall at your feet,
For a successful wedding meet."

WE TOLD HIM

"Our folk songs and dance
Hiding at a distance
He heard us and went.
But this message I sent."

"Decorated with Kadamba flower,
Holding in hand a spear,
A visit here you paid,
In search of a maid."

"Your six faces weren't there,
Nor your peacock was there.
Your hunter-maid wasn't there,
Nor closeness of your shoulder."

"So, as our God Murugan,
Who will take you? None.
The inhabitants of this hill
They're but fools still."