Tag: நங்கூரம்

A Book “He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust. He danced along the dingy days, And this bequest of wings Was but a book. What liberty A loosened spirit brings!” (XXI) புத்தகம் மதிப்புமிக்கச் சொற்களை தின்று குடித்துவிட்டான் அவனின்…