Tiruvarunaik Kalampakam 3.74

3.74

Lamenting maṭakku.
Eṇcīrkkaḻineṭil āciriyaviruttam.
The wise one adorned with the garland of flowering koṉṟai and the milk-white crescent moon! / The wondrous one of the daughter of the mountain! Surrounding the town of Aruṇai set amid fields— / [my lover], praised like a bolt, left me behind; / though many [birds] are here, the bolt [confines me]; / like a kuṟavai fish to the shoal of carp, / a relationship is now foreign to me; / the blue water-lily full of water / is the primary fruit of my distress; / the trouble in my heart contends; / the trouble in my heart embraces me; / [yet] the coiled serpent with leaves is [not real]; / the words they utter are mere fabrication; / pleasant is the cool dew-drenched sleep; / but now, sleep exists no more.