வாளற்றுப் புற்கென்ற கண்ணும் அவர்சென்ற
நாளொற்றித் தேய்ந்த விரல்.
My eyes have lost their brightness, sight is dimmed; my fingers worn,With nothing on the wall the days since I was left forlorn
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