Spgm 096 - The Queen's Arrival Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

Spgm 096 - The Queen's Arrival



Torchlight carrying ladies,
Along with singing ladies,
Instrument playing women,
All followed the queen.

Some carried scented pastes.
Some carried garland plates.
The queen's private guards,
Took possession of their sides.

Incenses and flowers,
Dresses and mirrors,
And beautiful ornaments
Were carried by her servants.

ALSO CHERAN CAME

In the moonlight courtyard,
The queen in wait stayed.
King Cheran came and sat
To enjoy the moon's light.

SAKKAIVAN'S DANCE

The anklets in foot and drum in hand,
They gave their combined sound,
When Lord Siva danced around,
Thus it shook the entire ground.

Before the King Senguttuvan,
This dance was enacted by Sakkaiyan,
And the king left for his resort then,
After enjoying these frolic and fun.

THE STATUS OF CHOLAN AND PANDIAN

The guards returned headed by Neelan.
Along with them came Pundit Madalan
They sent word thru' the palace gateman,
Who went and told King Senguttuvan.

They stood before the king
They told him everything.
"We went to Cholan's place.
He sat at his grand palace."

"The defeated Aryan kings,
With their Aryan queens,
They all came with us to salute
The King Cholan and greet."

"To save their own lives,
They all ran in disguise,
From the battle fields,
Throwing away their shields."

"It wasn't a big victory,
To keep such kings in captivity,
Like this King Sembian
Jokingly told his army captain"

"We went from there to greet
The King of Madurai and met.
He received us with due honor,
And told high in your favour."

"That you've rightly won
Those cowards who ran
To save their own lives
As false sages in disguise."

Like this told Madalan
To the King Senguttuvan,
Who, with interest, heard
What the two kings said.

CHERAN BECAME FURIOUS

Cheran's eyes became red,
O'er what Madalan said,
A furious laughter he gave.
Like a roaring sea wave.

Madalan told him in reply,
"Long live your dynasty, "
Why the king was rough.
He was, to know, wise enough.

MADALAN SPOKE

"Oh king, many wars you've won.
Small-small lands you made them one.
At Viyalur, you fought and won.
At Nerivoil, nine kings you've won."

"At Idumbil, when you attacked,
An army of chariots out it backed.
Many tough wars you've won.
In north, Aryans kings you won."

"Oh king, control your wrath,
As a king and an army-head both,
Don't disregard my words.
Listen carefully to my words."

Saturday, February 11, 2017
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Rajaram Ramachandran

Rajaram Ramachandran

Chennai born, now at Juhu, Mumbai, India
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