A boy is not free to find a partner of his own as long as he must be the partner to his mother.
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Wife is driven to wall.[India]
A woman as a wife is pathetic.
She starts her career as a sleeping partner,
Then as a yielding partner, a competing partner,
A demanding partner and a losing partner.
No time was she a choosing partner.
She winds up as a deceived partner
And a sexually deceased partner.
In days to some, she will turn
to decry wifehood and defy manhood.
27.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Commitment Phobia
Figure is enough for a day partner.
Behaviors count for a part-time partner.
Only for a life-time partner do need
Faith, status, tolerance and commitment.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The partner of my partner is not my partner.
Not to be bitter
Bend the partner
Or bend to the partner
Or leave the partner
To stop being bitter.
16.02.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Partner Of Convenience
Sometimes people take on
a partner of convenience.
At first, they bluff themselves
it is because of love,
when the truth is much harder to take.
They find themselves abandoned,
something left on the shelf.
Therefore, they take on a partner
to show themselves that they are still wanted.
As the years proceed on by
things begin to show at the seams.
The things that once brought them close
are beginning to fade fast,
but still they can’t confess
to their partner the truth
for fear of ever hurting them.
4 December 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Perfect Partner
The perfect partner
By: marshall chapman
1982
When I sang marshalls song, I thought of summer nights at
The beach long ago doing the shag to the drifters records
And wanting desperately to fall in love. I still like to shag to
The drifters.
Look over here theres a girl
Ive never seen her before
Her eyes are lookin straight at you
Across the crowded dance floor
Ooh ooh shes smilin
What a beautiful sight
Oh I got a funny feelin
Shes gonna dance with you tonight
Chorus:
She could be the perfect partner
She can take it in her stride
She wont try to lead or follow
Perfect partner by your side
Ooh you got to take a chance
You got to let somebody move you
It can happen at a dance
If theres a rhythm you can groove to
Ooh here she comes yall
Shes comin straight to me
Shes gonna ask me if I want to dance
Ill just have to wait and see
Chorus:
She could be the perfect partner
She can take it in her stride
She wont have to lead or follow
Perfect partner by my side
The worse thing that can happen is
She steps on your toes
But til you take that first step with her
How will you know, know, know
Chorus:
That she could be the perfect partner
She can take it in her stride
She wont have to lead or follow
Perfect partner by my side
Chorus:
She could be the perfect partner (she could be the perfect partner)
She can take it in her stride (she can take it in her stride)
She wont have to lead or follow (she wont have to lead or follow)
Perfect partner by my side
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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Background vocals: timothy b. schmit, harry stinson
song performed by by Jimmy Buffett
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Bottle
Life long bottle partner
Feeding bottle at childhood
To Ganga jal(Holy water of river Ganga)
Bottle at deathbed
Water bottle at schooldays
Cold drinks bottles
And liquor bottles at adulthood
And blood bottles at hospital bed.
Lifelong bottle partner
Lifelong bottle partner
Our life our soul is in a bottle
This body is bottle
And it is life partner.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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To dilute divorce law
Marriage is a defunct institution
Unless one of the partner accepts
Being unequal to the other.
Marriage is heading to be outdated.
Marriages have so far been successful
Because the woman partner accepted
Being unequal from their dependency
With the male partner as the bread winner.
Marriage is a social obligation.
Marriage is a legal compulsion.
To stay in marriage is more important
Than being happy in the marriage.
Partners, independent of each other,
Hardly find reasons to remain together.
It's time the need of marriage was gone through.
It's time the divorce law was diluted.
06.11.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For Every Man A Woman
For every man a woman some have been known to say
But in some places of one sex there's a shortage or so 'twould seem that way
And in some Towns some men don't have a woman and in some Towns some women don't have a man
And some without a partner have to live out their time span.
For every woman a man though that's not always the case
A batchelor or a spinster you will find in every place
In a place of a one sex shortage those who harbour self doubt
In their chatting up ability are those who do lose out.
And whether your name is Billy and whether your name is Sue
A man for every woman it is not always true
In places of a shortage of one sex some must lead a single life
Not for every woman a husband and not for every man a wife.
A man for every woman or vice versa to all does not apply
Some never do find a lasting love though hard enough they try
Some never have a partner and without a partner die
And for everyone there's someone in some cases is a lie.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Ball Of Kerrymuir
Four-and-twenty virgins come down from Inverness,
And when the Ball was over, there were four-and-twenty less,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all..
There was doin' in the parlor, there was doin' on the stones,
But ya couldn't a hear the music for the wheezin' and the groans,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The undertaker, he was there, all wrapped up in a shroud,
Swingin' from the chandelier, and peein' on the crowd,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The village cripple, he was there, ah he could not do much,
So he lined the ladies against the wall, and he did 'em with his crutch,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
Miss Mary McPherson was standin' way up front,
Some posies in her hand, and a carrot in her(unintelligible mumble),
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The Village postman, he was there, but the poor man had the pox,
He could not do the lassies, so he did the letter box,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
The Village Magician, he was there, he gave us all a laugh,
He pulled his foreskin over his head, and he vanished up his ass,
Singin' balls to your partner, your ass against the wall,
If ya never been had on a Saturday night, ya never been had at all.
song performed by by Jim Croce
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Sex is not hunger oriented.
With the same partner,
Even monthly is loathsome and tiresome.
With the change of partner.
Even daily is welcome with orgasm.
Sex hunger is for taste, not for food.
05.03.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Free will and Fear
Cupidity is a door before most...
Avarice is that host...
But greed is the ghost...
Ever wonder why you wanted...
Every good looking male or female?
For you ladies...
Having more then one sex partner...
Was considered taboo...
But for young men...
It was like being a boxer...
Win, win, win....
You the rooster...
She the the hen...
Women you have free-will...
And when you use it right or wrong...
you feel less then strong...
Guys when you use your free-will...
You rob, steal and kill...
for the thrill...
later becoming ill...
God gave us all the choice...
To use free-will...
But what good is free-will...
When it cause you to kill...
Have more then one sex partner...
Rape or mutilate another human...
Now take greed a known factor...
In choice of free-will...
Pride another factor...
The Jones another factor...
War, is there a choice in...
Free-will for the trooper...
Fear, not free-will...
A rape victim giving into the rapist...
Survival or free-will...
(The Feeling) ...
What is it about...
The feeling that makes free-will...
Different from what...
It's thought to BE...
Whisperkwane
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poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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A Woman’s Requirements
In bed a woman wants
A partner hygienic; foul smell will repel.
In life a woman wants
A partner sincere; he should win for her bread and a breadwinner.
30.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Biological Father
A biological father
Had split
From his partner
After his partner gave
Birth to his biological
Child
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Lives On Within Your Memory
Love at some point
graces everyone’s life,
whether it is a partner
or a beloved pet,
but whenever the partner or the pet dies
the love you shared doesn’t die as well,
but lives on within your memory
until you too pass away.
22 May 2008
poem by David Harris
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Alankar (Decor) -27
She Is Waiting..
(Rondelet Sequence)
She Is Waiting
For the best match, best life partner
She Is Waiting
To think of her way his thinking
And vice versa each a partner
Life through to go smooth a partner
She Is Waiting
She Is Waiting
For one gone overseas far
She is waiting
Promised to return promising
Soon grown rich with the rich on par
His else spouse, but unsaid so far
She Is Waiting
She Is Waiting
Much like the goddess in penance
She Is Waiting
Ridden of that poor life hoping
To lead a life in tuned sonance
With her husband full of pleasance
She Is Waiting
poem by Indira Renganathan
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Black Glove
My dad owns a lonely glove
Of black leather
It looks rough but it's soft
Like velvet feathers
It has five pockets
And on my fingers
They feels snug and warm
A lone black dove, his glove
Searching for its partner
All day long
'I'm lonely' it says
No one talks to me
I used to have a partner
I ask 'Where is she? '
I'm different than you
They all say 'I am the best, Yo! '
I sit and wonder 'Where did she go? '
The one who thinks that I am cool
My dad's lonely glove broods
poem by Ryan Perera
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Love
We say
Love is
Beyond the
Body…
It is all very
Metaphysical
Spiritual…
Psychologic al
Philosophical.
Love is beyond
The physical…
So as long as
You dream,
Fantasise,
Eulogise…
Other men
And women,
It's ok with
Your partner
Who doesn't
Mind you
Watching
Pornography
And ogling at
Naked women.
But the moment
You share your
Body with some
Other, you are
Accused of
Infidelity…
Love flows
Out of the window.
Why so?
Wasn't love
Meant to be
Beyond the body,
And not merely
Possessing
Physically…
So why is
Love tolerant
Of all forbidden
Dreams, when
You are not
Faithful to your
Partner in your
Mind, heart and
Soul - and yet
Your partner
Sees it ok to
Accept you.
But that body
Of yours
Makes barriers
In a jiffy and
You end up
Facing his
Wrath.
Love
Turns to
Hurt and hatred
Just because you
Gave away,
Yourself -
Physically...
So, is love all
Glib-talk?
Or does it really
Go beyond the
Confines of
Our possessiveness
Of the body…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Lost in the Dance
For a moment I lost myself in the dance,
and dared to dream beyond it.
The music stopped and you melted away;
and I woke from my hopeful vision.
Was it the partner or the dance
that held my heart?
Alas a bit of both;
though the partner is no more,
yet the dance remains.
4/2004
poem by Jeffrey Stultz
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Anne
I want to love you better and even to your bones,
I want to kiss you deeper and even to your heart,
For you are the right partner for me;
And my sweet muse will be around to lead you on always.
My love fits you and your size fits me too,
For you are the right partner for me;
And our sex life will be as smooth as paradise! !
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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