Like garden surrounded by fields <br /> <br />“My dear, how pretty you’re! <br />The beautiful garden here <br />Is like the one surrounded <br />By fields, where I stayed.” <br /> <br />Does it compare? <br /> <br />Dhamayanthi with hesitation <br />Asked, “Oh King, is it certain <br />That this beautiful garden <br />Is like the one you stayed in? ” <br /> <br />She stood with her red eyes' corner <br /> <br />Her red lips quivered. <br />In her face, sweat flowed. <br />Her eyes’ corners were red <br />She was love-sick and stood. <br /> <br />Her eye brows danced <br /> <br />Her eye brows danced. <br />They, in turn, signalled <br />The love-friction she had. <br />This, Nalan observed. <br /> <br />He touched her feet <br /> <br />Her mood to soften, <br />And cool her down, <br />He touched her feet, <br />That had its effect. <br /> <br />Her petty anger vanished, <br />When, with love, he touched, <br />As it always happened <br />Between wife and husband. <br /> <br />She sowed lust-plant <br /> <br />Away her anger went. <br />She sowed lust-plant <br />O’er Nalan’s chest <br />And quenched her thirst.<br /><br />Rajaram Ramachandran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nalan-2-02-lovers-quarrel-and-reunion/
