A whore is holier
A woman in extra marital love
With a man, though in mind,
A woman in extra marital sex
As an accident,
The former is more adulterous.
The latter is still faithful.
Don’t mix love and sex.
A whore is holier than a paramour.
27.01.2000, Kottayam to omit
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Equality in sex [India]
Premarital love when unearthed
Is tolerated. Not much fuss is there
When man’s post marital love is found out.
Extra marital love executed
By a man is also exempted.
A woman having a paramour is crucified.
A widow too is thus prohibited.
Where does the sex equality exist?
25.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Virtue persists
Every other man deserts his wife
For her extra marital sex.
Every fourth woman leaves her husband
For his extra marital relation.
One fourth men and one twenty fifth woman
Have had premarital sexual contacts.
As per survey in urban areas,
There are still scopes for women’s virtues.
29.09.2005.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A little extra, from an extra ordinary woman
She goes out of her way and travels that extra mile
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She consoles you, smiles with you, cries with you and for you
A little extra than anyone else
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She spends on you a little extra than she does on her own self
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She uses her extra strength and wisdom to pick you up when you fall
She blinds her sight to your imperfections
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She loves you a little extra just to stand out different
From all those who love you
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She starves herself so that you may eat a little extra
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She forgives you all the time
Even when you guilty mind knows you don’t deserve such kindness
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She may not be the most perfect woman but
She is indeed an extra ordinary woman
She is your mother, your wife, your fiancee, your girlfriend
Your sister, your grandmother and your daughter
You best appreciate her
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Fantasy’s efficacy.
Fantasy rescues men and women
From their marital monotony
And from their inclination
For extra and pre marital sex,
Giving pleasure through masturbations
04.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Victorious if not meritorious.
A boy wooed a girl. No wonder.
A lord coaxed a maid. No wonder.
A man hooked an estranged woman
Or a widow is courted. No wonder.
Love between a widow and a widower
Sparks and so does the extra marital sex
When they have grown beyond the age..
A man past the age won the love of a woman, a young mother of rpute.
It is the wonder of wonders,
worth reminiscing and ruminating.
24.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The bursting
My teenage love burst off
As I was lower in status.
My college love burst off
As I was lower in cast.
My campus love burst of
As my earning was poor.
My marital love broke off
As she grew more popular.
My extra marital love broke off
As her guilt had been strong.
My love for the concubine went off
As I was in terms of money.
My love for girls went off
As I was found far older.
Every man end his life
As sexually insatiate.
01.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lecturer
He wrote on the board
“The husband said the wife
Is having an extra-marital affair”.
He asks the class, “Who is having the EMA? ”
Shout comes up loud, “the wife”.
He takes a piece of chalk, and puts two commas
One after husband, and one after wife.
It now reads, “The husband, said the wife, is
Having an extra-marital affair”.
He asks the class, “Who is having the EMA? ”
Confused murmur of husband, wife flutters.
“Not a word has changed, but the meaning has reversed
With just two commas.” Eats shoots and leaves, eh?
May I start the lecture on grammar, he said.
The class was all ears.
D T Joseph
19.02.08
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Marital respects hinder
A husband is respectable.
A wife is respectful.
They carry it to bed,
Where both meet and blush.
No fun, no play, no orgasm.
Duty is performed.
Ennui sets in.
She starves in and he exits.
So extra marital is resourceful,
Where man and woman can play
Without such inhibition,
And without any shame.
29.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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10:10 A.M.
10: 10 AM
by Inro Lavil
09-13-12
Woman, Woman
This may be respectful but you held me an extra month
Three blood gushed out before I was beamed by
Sunlight and you were not in a right time to deliver
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I might be adamant but you molded me too early
I might be the biggest fool on this world
And I hated it when you made me intelligent like them
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I might be so selfish but you still treated me normal
I'm not normal since I am an extra month held by you
And everyone looks at me with piercing eyes
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I did my best but you angrily pushed me to be more of me
I wanted to do this and that but your eyes always watched me
Like you're some kind of omniscient being in clouds
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I was not prepared but why did you leave me abruptly?
All these tupperwares around me hid to me your stains
The name of the pain that you have also hidden to me
Woman, why did you betray me?
Woman, Woman
Your loss gave me no Merry Christmas since you left me
I had two graduations you failed to attend and now
The third is coming, when will I hear you're proud of me?
Woman, why did you leave me?
Woman, Woman
I am free to choose my path but yours is still the one
The one I still chose since you're not here, I will
Run the steps you have walked and try to surpass them
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I was waiting for you on the gate every afternoon you came
Now that you are not here, no one is asking me today
'How's your day? ' which I've done when you're still here
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
How will I move on from you when the life I chose is yours?
How will I know that you are proud of me or glad
Of all the achievements I got most of which I've done for you?
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I have never understood how much love you have given me
Since 10: 10 AM of April until 11: 10 AM of the 13th day
Of November almost eight years ago, maybe beyond my birth
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I can be considered mature but I still lone for your kiss
I still blame you for things I can't do but still thank
You because you taught me that freedom is not really free
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, Woman
I call you woman because I want to how show you I'm big now
But I still long to call you Mama, yet
No ears will be a landing place for those words now
Woman, why did you love me?
Woman, how can I return the love you've shown
When you are already inside that concrete box and
Your soul's somewhere far from where I stand now
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Xxxtra
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special feature
extended edition
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
double cheese
free recharge
exclusive gift
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
riders
first class service
profit plus
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
long guarantee
high bonus
'buy 1 get 2' price
everyone wants extra
but nobody loves to be extra
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Whore! ! !
Whore! ! !
Man meets woman she was working the night
Man falls in love boy she had him in her sight
Man says the Thunderbolt struck, she uses it to take all his might
Whore! ! !
Man makes so many mistakes including divorcing his wife
Man gives woman EVERYTHING his body, his soul, his life
Man leaves all that he knows behind in just two weeks with the woman, only now he feels the knife
Whore! ! !
Man provides and protects the woman taking all her cares away
Man completely changes his life thinking that God blessed him that day
Man shuts out all his friends to make more time only for her, all he wants is for her to stay
Whore! ! !
Man is stunned and shocked when the woman won't defend
Man knows this is the issue and he will no longer pretend
Man sees the woman for who she really was and knows he cannot mend
Whore! ! !
Man is torn, twisted like a knife in his throat and he can't breathe
Man knows woman has done this before but yet he still doesn't want her to leave
Man begs, pleads, bears his soul, loves her with every fiber of his being and still will believe
Whore! ! !
Man learns even more about the woman and cannot believe what he hears
Man is told woman just did it with another poor sap, now he realizes his fears
Man knows now there's no honesty or loyalty with the woman, says no more years
Whore! ! !
Man thinks this whole love thing is just a bunch of bunk
Man now knows this woman was and is a Whore! , but he's strong and refuses to be in a funk
Man is done with the Whore! , and all the girls are back on me, yeah they love doing the dunk
Having a lover
Having a lover is not having pills
When ill, nor tonic when unwell,
Nor juice for thirst, nor food for hunger.
Having lover is having ginger
For appetite, liquor for lethargy
And a Viagra for man’s function
In his fantasy in bed with his wife
And an opium for woman’s orgasm
In fantasy when in bed with her husband.
By having a lover beside your spouse
You can eat your food you’re weary of.
The stigma of the extra marital is slain
07.11.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Madonna Whore
What are you thinking when you're looking at me
What can you tell me of reality?
I'm only woman... not just a Fantasy
and the flesh and blood is warmer than some color transparency
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
What are you thinking when you push me away
Was it some promise in your youth you made?
Holding out for something or hoping to be saved
Does it make you feel power or are you just afraid of me?
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
I don't know
if you say so
got so many do's and don'ts my head is spinning
Hey Romeo, j-j-j-just let get go
maybe everything could use a little sinning
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try and reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore
Every woman's a Madonna; every woman's a whore
You can try and reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
You can try to reduce me but I'm so much more
I don't want to be your mother; won't be shoved in a drawer
cause every woman's a Madonna, every woman's a whore, that's right
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Truth, sometime. dangerous
Satyamae Jayathae!
Keep it up. Truth will triumph.
No more turmoil will be later.
But you need hide it to your spouse
When it concerns with your extra love
As no woman can digest it,
Rather, sometime, revenge on you.
25.12.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her Desire for 40G
Now back when I was 28,
I met and loved a 38 –
DD!
Hmm…I never really saw her eyes…
Perhaps I never needed to –
‘Twas all about her size.
Come on, be honest,
You really show surprise?
Oh yes, the storyline:
One sunny day she said to me,
‘I need to make you happy, see,
By undergoing surgery
So you can have my guarantee
That when you see my 40G,
You’ll hit new heights of ecstasy! ’
‘Phew! ’ I drew a breath.
‘Well thank you dear, you’re very kind,
But won’t you risk me going blind?
If one of those should catch my eye,
I’m sure to wave them both goodbye;
And after all, you’re rather tall –
With extra weight you’ll likely fall;
Forwards, I should clarify.
Hmm…we’re back again to my poor eye.’
‘It’s all about your precious sight! ’
She screamed at me with all her might,
‘I only want to make you proud
And me to stand out in the crowd.’
‘You do already stand right out!
Any more, then there’s no doubt
You might as well just poke me blind,
So in the streets I’ll tag behind,
Unaware of all the fuss,
Especially when on the bus –
Assuming you could squeeze on board…
Hmm…at least I know I’ll be ignored…
Okay – go get them done.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Both Versatile In Relationships
Man is so versatile in conjugal love
That he fits woman younger by any age.
Woman is so versatile in marital love
That she fits man older by any age.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Romance is discriminated.
Love can ignite between any man and woman,
Across barriers: social, racial, ethical,
Marital. Widows and divorcees not barred.
But we approve of only love of virgins
15.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Should I Write?
What subject can I write a poem on?
I can’t attack a person dead or alive.
I cannot touch a sect or a region.
I can’t write one’s extra marital affair.
I am permitted to write of a girl’s love.
Her beauty and her romantic deeds,
Like of which abound everywhere.
Should I write a poem at all?
17.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Both sexes are unequal
A woman won’t mind being a co-wife.
A man can’t bear being a co-husband
Can both sexes be at par in marital status?
18.01.2003, Ariyakkudi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pseudochastity
Pre-marital sex is nothing wrong,
Said a woman, an actress once.
Woman folks rose against her.
Some did out of jealousy;
Some did out of loyalty; [to husbands]
Some did out of anxiety.[not to be exposed]
None of them was the unmarried.
One hates other’s doing
That one couldn’t have done.
01.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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