What exists outside is a man's concern; let no woman give advice; and do no mischief within doors.
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Manners count
It is your dress, cleanliness and manner,
Not your skin, countenance, and glamour,
That earns you a woman’s concern.
Your clean mind, clean teeth, clean habit,
Not your muscles, jewels and wallet
Are which earn you a woman’s concern.
Be your manner and calls above her reproach.
Refrain from over care and over indulgence.
Then you will have earned a woman’s concern.
You lend her your ear and not eye.
You tend her passion, not her lust.
You will have won her concern.
If you have no concern for women,
If you have no woman’s concern,
Then no use of you being born.
13.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Good Advice
Open the window I need some air
So many people and theres such disorder here
Familiar faces found out lies
Turn to the street now I watch the passers by
I wonder what they recognize
And what theyd recommend to fill my days
Possessions start to wear me down
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Instead they harbor secret thoughts
They break through windows that have twice been locked
I have to walk to wear me out
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
I throw my arms and pray to leave
I gotta head for love like is inside me
My lips press tight so not to drown
I need some good advice some good advice to wear me down
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Im nervous can you help me
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Give me some good advice to help me along
If I know its true
Im nervous
Give me some good advice to wear me down
song performed by by Texas
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Man vs Woman
They say:
In every man’s success,
There is a woman behind,
In every man’s downfall,
There is always a woman involved,
A woman without a man
Is nothing
But a woman, her man,
Is nothing
I will add to that:
In every woman’s love,
Is man’s happiness,
A voluble woman,
Is man’s shame
And I will further said:
A man’s wealth,
Is every woman’s dream,
A man’s generosity,
Is every woman’s extravagance
Therefore:
Man is always in the defensive,
Woman is always in the offensive,
Or, is it the other way round?
Which ever way,
Only he or she knows,
Who’s to capitulate
My advice:
Let man and woman,
Be labile to each other,
Or, let both lionized each other
poem by Noel Horlanda
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An Advice
An Advice for you my friend
I do not want you to get a heartache
Just because I do care
Keep the doors of your heart always opened for whole
Be generous and love the people as much as you can
Without putting any discriminations or differences between them
Because we all are the same
One thing I want you to be aware of my dear
While you open the doors of your heart
Do not give them 'a sit' at the 'first stage' in your heart
While there is the doubt
May you'll be given
The 'last sit' at their heart's 'back stage'.
Till you prove if they really deserve it or not.
Do not give anyone a 'sit' at the 'first stage' in your heart.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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Love Is A Woman
Love is a woman
So treat her tenderly tonight
Love makes a woman
So give her all your love tonight
A woman is love
And if youre smart
Youll tease her, please her tonight
So take my advice, you just treat her nice
And youll find that woman is love
Love is a woman
So tell her she smells good tonight
Love is a woman
So make her feel that way tonight
A woman is love
And if youre smart
Youll tease her, please her tonight
So take my advice, you just treat her nice
And youll find a woman in love
1, 2, 3 (2, 3 ahhh) shes fallin in love with me
4, 5, 6 (5, 6 ahhh) she fell for all my tricks
7, 8, 9 (8, 9 ahhh) she makes me feel so fine
Love is a woman
So treat her tenderly tonight
Love is (makes) a woman
So give her all your love tonight
Love is a woman (dip dip dip)
Love is a woman (dip dip dip just treat her nice)
Love is a woman (dip dip dip take my advice)
(dip dip dip and just treat her nice)
song performed by by Beach Boys
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I am here...
I am here to give you an advice,
I hope it is nice.
If a woman is not right
Please, don’t try to fight
But ask her to forgive
And a tender kiss give
But when a woman is right
You better don’t show your fright.
Larisa R (Odessa, Ukraine)
poem by Larisa Rzhepishevska
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Don’t Trust a WOMAN! ! !
Don’t trust a woman. They lie, manipulate, and deceive.
Don’t trust a woman. They say things to get you to believe,
That what they say is real and true, but listen to me as I tell you.
Don’t trust a woman. Lies are only what they can achieve.
Don’t give your heart away to a woman. They’ll crush, and stomp on it till it bleeds.
Don’t give your heart away to a woman. They’ll use you just to fulfill there needs.
They will turn to you for only a reason, but tear you apart in every years’ season…
Don’t give your heart away to a woman. Upon it is what a woman does feeds.
Don’t care for a woman. They never will care for you back.
Don’t care for a woman. Everything I’ve said is the plain fact.
She will show you the angel inside, but it’s the devil in her that she hides.
Don’t care for a woman. If you do, you won’t get your heart back.
Don’t fall head over heals in love for a woman. You will only lose in the end.
Don’t fall head over heals in love for a woman. Let them only be ur friend.
If you do, you will fall one day really hard, and your heart will be left chard.
Don’t fall head over heals in love for a woman. Just use them for what god did intend.
This might sound harsh, but it is reality…..
Word of advice to all men and boys…..
poem by J.J B. Torment
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Paper Or Plastic Bag It
Give it to the can!
Paper or plastic bag it.
Set it out on the curb,
For the garbage man to come...
To take that trash to the nearest dump.
Do I want to hear anymore of what bores?
Not within these doors I adore.
Not where this peace exists unlimited.
Give it to the can!
Paper or plasitc bag it.
Just take it outside.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Miss Thing
She knew she was all that
Couldn’t anybody tell her anything?
She wore clothes that were chic
Look like a million bucks.
She was like ice,
When she walked in the room everybody froze
Other women were jealous, but who’s to blame
Every man wanted her name
She would tell them “Miss Thing”
Everybody wanted her, but she wasn’t for sale
She wore diamonds on each hand
She had a name for herself
A woman who don’t need a man
She has beautiful self-esteem
Little kids want to be like her
She would tell them
Be yourself, don’t be ashame of who you are
It don’t matter what other think of you
Keep your head up and they will follow you
Don’t try to be me, try to be better
The kids asked for her name
She would tell them “Miss Thing”
Everybody knew she was going places
But she already knew that
She demanded respect from everyone
Some people would try to give her advice
But she would walk away without listening
She tell them I’m a woman not a child
You give a child advice about themselves
Don’t tell me about how to be me
I’m a grown woman with a lot of dreams.
She would finally her comment with
Just in case you want my name
Everybody call me “MISS THING”
poem by Carlisa Smith
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Advice after the mischief is like medicine after death.
The Love Of A Good Woman
What would a man not give
For the love of a good woman
Someone to share the days
Whether they are good or bad
The support and encouragement
Of someone close to the heart
Someone who just, understands
And is there when needed
There is an age old saying
Behind every great man exists
The love of a good woman
What would a good man not give
For that to ring true
poem by Matthew Holloway
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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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None
The only advice I would give to someone?
Someone who has not lived and yet been stung?
Someone who has not experienced obstacles,
Or believe they can live without facing one?
Or being bitten by defeat...
Even while crawling to stand onto their own two feet.
Most times doing that publicly!
And having no family or friends to plead in defense.
Or to protect or shelter agonies wept repeatedly.
Hmmm,
Lets see...
The only advice I would give to someone?
Honestly?
Would be none!
And they would eventually understand,
That was the best advice to them I gave!
No tasks are completed on free passes.
None!
Although many believe they can succeed,
By hopping the fence.
To later realize,
They have no idea what game is being played.
Or how to go about pretending they do!
Or...
To who they'll try to fool to play incompetently.
There's enough mediocrity already certifiable,
On several fields of endeavor.
So none would be my best advice to give.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And always you will find...
And always you will find a woman's hand,
Which, being fresh and light,
With pity and with love,
You, as a brother, will alleviate.
And always you will find a woman's shoulder,
In which you can breathe in a passion
And lean to it with a dissipated head,
Entrusting your mutinous dream by that.
And alway you will find the woman's eyes,
Which, by the damping of your inner pain,
Or may be not entire, but the part,
Can see your suffering that day.
But there exists one woman's hand,
Which is especially sweet,
When touching your exhausted forehead,
It's like the eternity and destiny.
But there exists one woman's shoulder,
Which's given once by the unknown purpose
Not only for night, but, surely, for all time -
You realized that long ago.
But there exist one woman's eyes,
Which look at you with the lasting sadness,
And they are till the end of life -
The eyes of your Love and your Conscience.
poem by Evgeny Evtushenko, translated by Lyudmila Purgina
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Packt Like Sardines In A Crushd Tin Box
there are bomb? doors and there are revolving doors doors on the rudders of big ships and there are revolving doors there are doors that open by themselves there are sliding doors and there are secret doors there are doors that lock and doors that don't there are doors that let you in and out but never open but there are trap doors that you can't come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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The sport of man and woman
A woman’s concern is
How she could be an asset to men’s eyes.
A man’s concern is
How he could get a berth in her heart.
This is the sport that keeps them smart.
30.12.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pull / Pulk Revolving Doors
There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors on the rudders of big ships
And there are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that dont
There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But there are trapdoors
That you cant come back from
song performed by by Radiohead
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The Women
This world is, because of the woman
this universe is, because of the woman
nothing exists without the woman
our existence is, because of the woman.
Why being a woman then
should be humiliation?
Why a woman then
should face indignation?
always the woman becomes the prey...?
always the woman has no say.....?
The woman is a mother, also a mother–in-law
the woman is a sister, also a sister-in-law
the woman has many roles to play
a daughter-in-law perfects that night & day.
Why then a woman does
torture another woman?
Why does a ma-in-law
torches a daughter in-law?
Why does a woman destroy another’s world?
Why does jealousy overcomes a sister-in-law?
In the woman, power is manifest,
yet she is unaware and that is a jest.
she becomes Durga when in rage
telling everyone, she is no sage
the woman is where, awakening is there
her absence creates crematoriums everywhere.
Why do then a woman abhor the birth of a female?
Wants a child, whose gender is male?
the male is indebted to her for the courage and life
yet no rewards for the woman, her entire life.
This is the story of the woman, full of anguish
Plight of a woman is because of another’s wish
Exploitation of the woman could not have taken place
Had a woman given the other a little more space.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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I Keep My Best Advice to Myself
If I had a dime,
For those times...
I did not take my own advice,
I'd be up at least a dollar.
At least.
'That doesn't make sense.
You're saying you take your own advice,
Most of the time.'
Exactly.
The problem is this...
The people I use to give it to,
Have no clue as to its value.
And I am very protective,
Of my own investments.
That's why I keep my best advice,
To myself these days.
And somebody owes me some money,
To have it kept that way.
No more freebees!
Not here.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Man is for fire, woman for fuel.
How you are rather than what you are,
Is the woman’s concern in bed.
How she appears rather than how she acts,
Is your concern with her in bed.
Enrich your skill and manner,
She, to do in looks and walk.
06.02.2001, pmdi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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