In courtship a man pursues a woman until she catches him.
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Mission of both sex
The mission of a woman
In her passion for sex
Terminates with mere courtship
Like jasmine flowers sans seeding.
Only adjunct is the courtship
To a man, whose mission
Is longing, with a woman, for fusion,
Like a fruit bearing tree.
Love episodes end with flowers.
Woman is fed; man starved.
26.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Courtship, harmless
Wooing and courtship
do not result in sex.
They confine to minds
and spare flesh.
It is the lure of lust that,
when chanced,
Indulges in adultery, with
no courtship.
Courtship is outdoor,
Detectable.
Sexual indulgence is indoor,
Who knows?
13.06.2000, Palakkad.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No harm done
It is man who pursues.
It is woman who eludes.
It is man who advances.
It is woman who retreats.
It is man who whips.
It is woman who skips.
As such I did you no harm
But was led by basic instincts.
Curse me not
13.06.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Only she matters to him till…
Dancing stimulates a man to make
His woman feel like she’s the only woman
That matters to him.
Courtship encourages a man to make
His woman feel like she’s the only woman
That matters to him.
Pining convinces a man to find
Himself feel like she’s the only woman
That mattes to him.
Only she had mattered to him
Till he has found a new one..
23.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sex role
No man thinks he doesn’t deserve
The woman he desire.
No man thinks he has grown too old
To desire a woman.
No woman thinks she is inferior
To a man who pursues her.
No woman ill-feels of any man
Who is disposed towards her.
13.01.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Broken Liaison
fractional courtship
frustrated romance
seamless lies
courtship of needed
weighted
advantages
heartache deadened
deadline
flatline
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Jealousy or pity
I am not at ease when a man pursues a woman.
A woman held by a man is an irksome affair.
Womanizers are contemptuously seen.
Am I jealous of men or of pity for women?
21.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Advice From My First Marriage
Courtship, without marriage...
How romantic, indeed.
Marriage, without courtship...
You're going to bleed...
The clock is ticking
On a bomb that's armed.
poem by Elysabeth Faslund
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This is courtship all the world over - the man all tongue; the woman all ears.
quote by Emily Murphy
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Landing
Thick black soul
Moving slow, moving close to you
This life I don't know
It seems kinda sick to me
Hold each other tight
Walking through to my destiny
This glitter in my eye
Catches light catches sympathy
This glitter in my eye
Catches light catches sympathy
Your lips are moving but I can't hear what you say
Stars are falling but you still feel the same way
This shield
What is real
Is believing
(Ha-ha-ha-aaa)
[REPEAT]
song performed by by Moby
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Love Is An Affair
A love affair consists of three phases.
Attraction, obsession and attachment
Are they; the order irrevocable,
The same couple cannot enact it again.
A man and a woman fall in love;
Both long for seeing and reaching.
They join and settle with a bond.
Thus passes an erotic cycle.
In the phase of attraction, which is short,
One will find oneself drawn by another
And one finds interested in another.
This is from impetus of libido.
It is man’s lust and woman’s passion.
Visual interest in woman prods his lust.
His pursuit, intellect, wealth or power
Or other attributes kindle her passion.
In the phase of obsession, a long one
With high voltage, the pair is intense
In love, longing for seeing each other,
With the release of Dopamine and adrenaline.
Love and attachment is the third phase,
Where the couple settles for warm bonding,
Induced by the release of oxytocin
In the course of orgasm and child bearing.
Man is a half and woman is a half
And they have an itch to become a whole.
It is well in line with the Nature’s plan
Of progress and procreation of life.
All the flowers do not fertilize.
All the fruits do not germinate.
Falling in love may not lead to courtship.
Courtship may not lead to conjugation.
Consequent to the invention of marriage,
Man and woman go through a lone cycle,
Since when they remain together locked
By children, identity and dependence.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A woman who pursues a man for sex looses her spiritual beauty.
Women's Intuition
My women's Intuition gives me this sneaking suspicion
that the truth is really different from this story you're presenting
My Women's Intuition says something has changed
Something's very strange and I can't decide who's to blame
My Woman's Intuition keeps me up late at night
makes me wonder if its right if its even worth the fight
My Women's Intuition tells me somethings going down
Notices you're not around Catches every whispered sound
My Woman's Intuition is driving me crazy
Has me wondering 'maybe' What's been going on lately?
My Woman's Intuition puts these bugs in my ear
'Why isn't he here? ' 'Does he still even care? '
My Woman's Intuition senses something's wrong
Has known it all along Seems to be quite strong
My Woman's Intuition continues to bring it up
Wants to know what's up Made me look it up
My Woman's Intution saw every message you sent
Followed every where you went Tracked every minute you spent
My woman's Intuition took note of where you've been
Thinks it's time for this to end Doesn't want to be your friend
poem by Ericka Johnson
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Jealousy vs. pity
If some man pursues a woman
You want to thwart it outright
As you cannot digest it
More from jealousy, not pity.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her Hidden Treasure
Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.
Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.
Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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You ARE A Woman :)
You are a woman,
A strong woman,
A grown woman,
One who WON'T give me what I want just cause I want it woman.
He needs you woman,
A loving woman,
Non-trusting woman,
One who knows the difference between right and wrong woman.
I found a woman,
You're one of em,
So many love em,
You just need to see the places you can be woman.
Hear me woman,
Don't fear me woman,
You're near me woman,
We all face strife, gotta change yo life woman.
See me woman,
No fake or frontin,
Can't be me woman,
For I am a man and you need to be a WOMAN!
['Enpowering women since the age of -9 months :) ']
poem by Tamell Bailey
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Somewhere in this big city
Somewhere in this big city
a man lives alone
in a big old house,
of which the roof
has been rusting for a while.
There’s khaki bush and weeds
in what was once a garden
and his car
is gathering dust in the garage,
when in the early morning
he catches a bus to work.
a Runaway truck
went straight over
his wife and child
and it’s as if,
he never can live past
that event.
At times he buys flowers
before he walks through
rows of graves,
where on his own
he thinks about the
aimlessness of life.
Although he is neatly shaven
and dressed well
when he does his
assignments at work,
he almost never
talks with anyone
and no woman
or anything catches his eye
and he lives within himself
and are scared
to get a life again.
poem by Gert Strydom
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