Treasure Island

Dr.V.K. Kanniappan

(17.10.1944 / Madurai, Tamil Nadu, India)

Scolding The Abusers In Turn Is Like Burning Their Own House!


O’ girl with glistening broad eyes
...more beautiful than the flower!
If the persons who can’t tolerate the abusers,
...who had hurt your mind painfully;

And if these persons retorted by scolding
...the abusers in turn with their tongue,
it is like the capacity to burn
...their own house with fire!

Submitted: Wednesday, May 07, 2014
Edited: Thursday, May 08, 2014

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Hi,
This poem 'Scolding the abusers in turn is like burning their own house! ' is a translation of a poem from Tamil literature 'pazamozi naanooRu'

நோவ உரைத்தாரைத் தாம்பொறுக்க லாகாதார்
நாவின் ஒருவரை வைதால் வயவுரை
பூவின் பொலிந்தகன்ற கண்ணாய்! அதுஅன்றோ
தீஇல்லை ஊட்டும் திறம்.45 பழமொழி நானூறு

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