Love (காமத்துப்பால்) The Post-marital love
When arguing with your own heart.
Avarnenju Avarkkaadhal Kantum EvannenjeNeeemakku Aakaa Thadhu
O my soul! although you have seen how his soul stands by him, how is it you do not stand by me?
You see his heart is his aloneO heart, why not be all my own
G. U. Pope, 1886
Uraaa Thavarkkanta Kannum AvaraichCheraaarenach Cheriyen Nenju
O my soul! although you have known him who does not love me, still do you go to him, saying "he will not be displeased."
'Tis plain, my heart, that he 's estranged from thee; Why go to him as though he were not enemy
G. U. Pope, 1886
Kettaarkku Nattaaril Enpadho NenjeneePettaangu Avarpin Selal
O my soul! do you follow him at pleasure under the belief that the ruined have no friends?
'The ruined have no friends, 'they say; and so, my heart, To follow him, at thy desire, from me thou dost depart
G. U. Pope, 1886
Inianna Ninnotu Soozhvaaryaar NenjeThuniseydhu Thuvvaaikaan Matru
O my soul! you would not first seem sulky and then enjoy (him); who then would in future consult you about such things?
'See, thou first show offended pride, and then submit,' I bade; Henceforth such council who will share with thee my heart
G. U. Pope, 1886
Peraaamai Anjum Perinpirivu AnjumAraaa Itumpaiththen Nenju
My soul fears when it is without him; it also fears when it is with him; it is subject to incessant sorrow
I fear I shall not gain, I fear to lose him when I gain; And thus my heart endures unceasing pain
G. U. Pope, 1886
Thaniye Irundhu Ninaiththakkaal EnnaithThiniya Irundhadhen Nenju
My mind has been (here) in order to eat me up (as it were) whenever I think of him in my solitude
My heart consumes me when I ponder lone, And all my lover's cruelty bemoan
G. U. Pope, 1886
Naanum Marandhen Avarmarak KallaaenMaanaa Matanenjir Pattu
I have even forgotten my modesty, having been caught in my foolish mind which is not dignified enough to forget him
Fall'n 'neath the sway of this ignoble foolish heart, Which will not him forget, I have forgotten shame
G. U. Pope, 1886
Ellin Ilivaamendru Enni AvardhiramUllum Uyirkkaadhal Nenju
My soul which clings to life thinks only of his (own) gain in the belief that it would be disgraceful for it to despise him
If I contemn him, then disgrace awaits me evermore; My soul that seeks to live his virtues numbers o'er
G. U. Pope, 1886
Thunpaththirku Yaare Thunaiyaavaar ThaamutaiyaNenjan Thunaiyal Vazhi
Who would help me out of one's distress, when one's own soul refuses help to one?
And who will aid me in my hour of grief, If my own heart comes not to my relief
G. U. Pope, 1886
Thanjam Thamarallar Edhilaar ThaamutaiyaNenjam Thamaral Vazhi
It is hardly possible for strangers to behave like relations, when one's own soul acts like a stranger
A trifle is unfriendliness by aliens shown, When our own heart itself is not our own
G. U. Pope, 1886
