Love (காமத்துப்பால்) The Post-marital love
When both partners long for each other.
Vaalatrup Purkendra Kannum AvarsendraNaalotrith Theyndha Viral
My finger has worn away by marking (on the wall) the days he has been absent while my eyes have lost their lustre and begin to fail
My eyes have lost their brightness, sight is dimmed; my fingers worn, With nothing on the wall the days since I was left forlorn
G. U. Pope, 1886
Ilangizhaai Indru Marappinen TholmelKalangazhiyum Kaarikai Neeththu
O you bright-jewelled maid, if I forget (him) today, my shoulders will lose their beauty even in the other life and make my bracelets loose
O thou with gleaming jewels decked, could I forget for this one day, Henceforth these bracelets from my arms will slip, my beauty worn away
G. U. Pope, 1886
Urannasaii Ullam Thunaiyaakach ChendraarVaralnasaii Innum Ulen
I still live by longing for the arrival of him who has gone out of love for victory and with valour as his guide
On victory intent, His mind sole company he went; And I yet life sustain And long to see his face again
G. U. Pope, 1886
Kootiya Kaamam Pirindhaar VaravullikKotuko Terumen Nenju
My heart is rid of its sorrow and swells with rapture to think of my absent lover returning with his love
'He comes again, who left my side, and I shall taste love's joy,'-My heart with rapture swells, when thoughts like these my mind employ
G. U. Pope, 1886
Kaankaman Konkanaik Kannaarak KantapinNeengumen Mendhol Pasappu
May I look on my lover till I am satisfied and thereafter will vanish the sallowness of my slender shoulders
O let me see my spouse again and sate these longing eyes!That instant from my wasted frame all pallor flies
G. U. Pope, 1886
Varukaman Konkan Orunaal ParukuvanPaidhalnoi Ellaam Keta
May my husband return some day; and then will I enjoy (him) so as to destroy all this agonizing sorrow
O let my spouse but come again to me one day!I'll drink that nectar: wasting grief shall flee away
G. U. Pope, 1886
Pulappenkol Pulluven Kollo KalappenkolKananna Kelir Viran
On the return of him who is as dear as my eyes, am I displeased or am I to embrace (him); or am I to do both?
Shall I draw back, or yield myself, or shall both mingled be, When he returns, my spouse, dear as these eyes to me
G. U. Pope, 1886
Vinaikalandhu Vendreeka Vendhan ManaikalandhuMaalai Ayarkam Virundhu
Let the king fight and gain (victories); (but) let me be united to my wife and feast the evening
O would my king would fight, o'ercome, devide the spoil; At home, to-night, the banquet spread should crown the toil
G. U. Pope, 1886
Orunaal Ezhunaalpol Sellumsen SendraarVarunaalvaiththu Engu Pavarkku
To those who suffer waiting for the day of return of their distant lovers one day is as long as seven days
One day will seem like seven to those who watch and yearnFor that glad day when wanderers from afar return
G. U. Pope, 1886
Perinennaam Petrakkaal Ennaam UrinennaamUllam Utaindhukkak Kaal
After (my wife) has died of a broken heart, what good will there be if she is to receive me, has received me, or has even embraced me?
What's my return, the meeting hour, the wished-for greeting worth, If she heart-broken lie, with all her life poured forth
G. U. Pope, 1886
