Purananuru - Part 194

In one house the funeral drum rattles. In one house
the wedding music of a concert drum booms out pleasure!
Women who have their men with them don ornaments of flowers!
Women whose men have gone off pour down their falling tears.
Surely a god who has no virtues is the creator of this world
which is so filled with pain!
May those who comprehend its nature see their way to bliss!
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Pulavans
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