Pongal Poem Pot Rice to Sun God Sugarcane to cow and ox Sweet rise to you and me Good milk to friends and family
Thai pongal! To wish or not to wish? Pongal is overflow in abundance or with heat Abundance is aim but not abundant Eelam heat! Neither sacrifices today for tomorrow nor tomorrow for today Off the heat in Tamil Eelam life must go on On this joyous day let thoughts be translated to deeds Weed out the unwanted speed up the wanted So that next year Pongal Festival will be real.
Ageless Tamil Long before metamorphosis of rocks We matured Tamils have lived some say Rice with farming appeared in the land Life with a code of conduct man founded Was looking for green pastures Journeyed on foot then – later Words and language appeared in the world Tamils provided culture and made the world glow.
Harvest Feast (Thai Pongkal) Milk Rice the Golden child came – granting Immeasurable ecstasy in her cooking Farmers with the beauty of lion dream a picturesque memory this new year gleam.
Elevated threshing floor courtyard the face-where Month of January gave love’s kiss with rice share Abundance in red rice and charity – sweet to the tongue January child glad to meet.
With the plough he tills the land – the ploughman is the old man ladder of progress of all human. Dark clouds and sun our life – milk rice is dream field’s harvested crop of rice.
Red sugar cane and saffron aplenty – flood of happiness to sweep our country. Rise, rise milk rice – bring smile to the face of the poor, so rise milk rice.
