Purananuru - Part 63

The many elephants of the army, unable under the anguish of the arrows
to charge on in battle have died there! All the many horses
of fine breed and famous for their victories have fallen there
along with men of Martial Courage! All the noble warriors
who rode to war in their chariots have fallen now and their eyes
are covered over with their shields! The drums of the kings,
beautifully fashioned, with their knotted straps and hairy eyes,
have been abandoned, without any one to carry them, and are ruined!
Smeared with sandalpaste, the chests of kings have been pierced
by the long spears as they fought and died on the battlefield!
And now what of their land that used to be filled with unending
fertility, where the women twining themselves armlets of waterlilies
plucked in the fields had filled their mouths with well-parched rice
and plunged into cool refreshing waters!
What will become now of that vast and lovely land they ruled?
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Pulavans
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