To Slim And Sink Being Love-Sick (By St. Thiruvalluvar) - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
1161.I can hide my love-sickness but it swells
Like the spring in a well as water is drained.
1162.I can’t conceal the pain of love yet the shame checks me
from saying this to my lover who caused it.
1163.Within my wearied body, love and shame hang down
From the two ends of the porter’s pole with poise.
1164.The sea of love-sickness is here.
But there is no bark to waft across it.
1165.If he proves troublesome while being friendly
What harm will he do if he is unfriendly?
1166.A sea of joy, love gives when the lovers are together.
A greater measure of pain it makes when they are apart.
1167.Don’t see the shore though I swim across the floods
of love and I'm alone sleepless in the dead of night.
1168.What a pitiable night! It steeps all beings in slumber;
But I remain alone its sleepless companion.
1169.More cruel are these long drawn out night times
than the cruelty of my cruel lover in these sad times.
1170.If my eyes rush towards myy lover like my mind
They need not swim in flooding tears.
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