A free bird
I don’t want a man as is possessive,
Rich or mad in love with me though he is..
I don’t want to be a captive of him.
Be he mine who does not interfere.
16.02.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The curse and bliss
Possessive parent is a curse;
I was pampered.
Possessive spouse is a curse;
I was shackled.
Possessive child is bliss;
I am secure.
06.0.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I don't want to know movie directors. I don't want to be close to them. I don't want to interfere with their work. I don't want them to interfere with mine.
quote by Patricia Highsmith
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07. I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
i love you for no reason
except because i love you
as simple as one times one equals one
yet if you remain one and wish for a hundred
i would work to add up the rest for you -
to prove to you the volume of my love
you have moved away
called me 'mad
sickeningly possessive'
publicly humiliated me
for my leaning onto you for affections
they are merely gusts of wind
that turn the wind compass
to the the right side of you
all your wonderful characteristics
i love you for no other reason
except because i love you
your happiness, mine
your injury, tears, mine
even if this love should really bother you
i would that you could find
someone to love you more
even if it means giving you a helping hand.
i love you for no other reason
except because i love you
your happiness is mine
and your injury, mine
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Rough sailing
Your wife clings to your salary
Rather than to you.
You cling to her fidelity
Rather than to her beauty.
One is materialistic;
The other is possessive.
Which boat doesn’t meet rough sailing? .
26.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man trains woman.
Women become conservative
Where men are possessive.
Women grow liberal
Where men are democrates.
Women are molded by men
30.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Cheap Perfume
You say you love me
What does that mean?
We are every man
You’re every woman
Do I love everyone in you?
Are you nothing more than a fetish?
Are you my projection?
My illusion
My status
What is love?
Is love just a rush and a feeling?
Are you just my sex image, a star?
Selfishness parades as love all the time
Possessive property rights love rules
Selfish feelings projected onto an idol
Mine, Mine, Mine!
Will you love the homeless in me?
Will I be everyman without love?
Will I be the sick and destitute?
The least you do onto one of these
You do onto me the Bible says
What kind of quality will our love have?
Will our emotions be built on compassion?
I don’t want a commercialized love
Do you?
Lets let real love flow from our relationship
Lets not have a superficial definition of love
I know we need time alone and structure
Our life is passing into eternity
Lets do something real with our life together
All this love poetry that is really narcissism
I have had enough cheap perfume
poem by Joseph Narusiewicz
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Don't let love interfere with your appetite. It never does with mine.
quote by Anthony Trollope
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You Won't Be Mine
Take your head around the world
See what you get
From your mind
Write your soul down word for word
See who's your friend
Who is kind
It's almost like a disease
I know soon you will be
Over the lies, you'll be strong
You'll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - oh no
No you won't be mine
Take your straight line for a curve
Make it stretch, the same old line
Try to find if it was worth what you spent
Why you're guilty for the way
You're feeling now
It's almost like being free
And i know soon you will be
Over the lies, you'll be strong
You'll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - oh no
No you won't be mine
Take yourself out to the curb
Sit and wait
A fool for life
It's almost like a disease
I know soon you will be
Over the lies, you'll be strong
You'll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - oh no
No you won't be mine
song performed by by Matchbox 20
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Possessive
Being possessive is not a clever thing
as you can so easily lose
what you are possessive about.
Everything needs a little freedom in their lives
to sit by themselves and think.
If you deprive them of that,
you are driving a wedge between you both.
Not everyone is born the same,
and if you try to get them to do
only what you want them to do.
You might just find one day that
they are walking away from you.
You have to let people live
without keeping an eye on them all the time.
You have to trust them to be true to you.
The least you trust the more likely they are
to turn their back on you forever.
9 February 2009
poem by David Harris
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The statesmen still say that we should not interfere in the internal affairs of other nations and yet it is not possible any longer not to interfere, even when we do not mean to do so.
quote by Arthur H. Sulzberger
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I think Mr. Clarke had a tendency to interfere too much with the activities of the CIA, and our leadership at the senior level let him interfere too much. So criticism from him I kind of wear as a badge of honor.
quote by Michael Scheuer
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Possessiveness
A possessive wife is a fortune.
It gives all the comforts.
But you lose freedom.
Your lust is imprisoned.
Comforts give pleasure.
Freedom gives happiness.
Freedom is supreme.
A possessive wife
Is suited to a meak husband
Otherwise it is a hell.
23.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sarton
A captive man and a captive woman,
I am Sarton in the land of peace;
And like the muse of your love so shared by your lover.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Live It As It Exists
More than a few are possessive,
Of a privacy they protect...
That, with time, gets for others,
Less accessible...
With no regrets.
Trust is a factor,
And the key to one's peace.
'Some' one knows do not honor this.
And eventually are discovered,
To be the core of disharmony...
Within a friendship that is thought to be,
Closer than it is in reality!
More than a few are possessive,
Of a privacy they protect.
And trust is a factor,
One wishes to keep unsuspected.
And when respect is an issue,
Anyone has to raise?
With those trusted in an inner circle,
That had not before been appraised?
Something about the need for this...
Should not be argued but dealt with quick!
More than a few are possessive,
Of a privacy they protect.
And trust is a factor,
One wishes to keep unsuspected.
With a peace of mind,
One should not have to define...
But live it as it exists.
There is no need for a quarrel,
To begin over it!
One should have what one deserves.
And to live it as it exists.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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You Wont Be Mine
Take your head around the world
See what you get
From your mind
Write your soul down word for word
See whos your friend
Who is kind
Its almost like a disease
I know soon you will be
Over the lies, youll be strong
Youll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - oh no
No you wont be mine
Take your straight line for a curve
Make it stretch, the same old line
Try to find if it was worth what you spent
Why youre guilty for the way
Youre feeling now
Its almost like being free
And I know soon you will be
Over the lies, youll be strong
Youll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - oh no
No you wont be mine
Take yourself out to the curb
Sit and wait
A fool for life
Its almost like a disease
I know soon you will be
Over the lies, youll be strong
Youll be rich in love and you will carry on
But no - oh no
No you wont be mine
song performed by by Matchbox Twenty
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This pride of mine
Is it my absurd pride,
Which countenanced you to take off and run?
Is it my rainbow pride,
Which made you flee to the searing sun?
I beg of you
Stop! Think twice
A little pride is better than nice.
That is a saying plausibly far from wise!
If your love could fall once more out of the sky
This pride of mine I throw out amply to the sea
I tell no lie and I speak no lies
This pride of mine, I’ll give to another for free
For years and years
I have chewed over on my pride
Crying out inside beclouded tears
Our love went down with a dingy backslide
But! But!
This pride of mine was too blind to see
Sometimes it draws out the beauty in me
Sometimes it sheds out the ugly in me
Like leaves falling off once a blossoming tree
This pride of mine
Needs to resign
This pride of mine
Isn’t sweeter than wine
But! But!
If your love could fall once more out of the sky
This pride of mine I throw out amply to the sea
I promise to be humble, humble and humble
For upon your type of love I may never stumble!
Copyright 2006 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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Theists to know
Woman as a mother
Is the most sacrificing,
The most possessive
And the most biased one.
But for her, human life
Could not sustain.
Man as a lover
Is the most sacrificing,
The most possessive
And the most biased one.
But for him, woman’s life
Would not prosper.
Theists must know about these.
23.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I claim for Canada this, that in future Canada shall be at liberty to act or not act, to interfere or not interfere, to do just as she pleases, and that she shall reserve to herself the right to judge whether or not there is cause for her to act.
quote by Wilfrid Laurier
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Captive
I am carried away captive because of your love!
But you are lovely and lonely;
Anbd i will always respect your lofty stronghold.
I found you in the fields of the woods where,
I met your sweet love waiting for a lover;
But today i am carried away captive.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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To An Inconstant Mistress
I loved thee once, I'll love no more,
Thine be the grief as is the blame,
Thou art not what thou wast before,
What reason I should be the same?
He that can love unloved again
Hath better store of love than brain;
God send me love my debts to pay,
While unthrifts fool their love away.
Nothing could have my love o'erthrown,
If thou hadst still continued mine;
Nay, if thou hadst remained thine own,
I might perchance have yet been thine.
But thou thy freedom did recall,
That it thou might elsewhere enthrall,
And then how could I but disdain
A captive's captive to remain?
When new desires had conquered thee,
And changed the object of thy will,
It had been lethargy in me,
Not constancy, to love thee still;
Yea, it had been a sin to go
And prostitute affection so,
Since we are taught no prayers to say
To such as must to others pray.
Yet do thou glory in thy choice,
Thy choice of his good fortune boast;
I'll neither grieve, nor yet rejoice
To see him gain what I have lost.
The height of my disdain shall be
To laugh at him, to blush for thee;
To love thee still, but go no more
A-begging at a beggar's door.
poem by Sir Robert Aytoun
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