A woman’s peril
A woman lives against her will
And kills most of her thrills.
Guilt, shame, repercussion and self esteem.
Would stand against her thrills.
24.07.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pursuit is in vain
Guilt is her guard.
Qualm is her ward.
Shame is her watch.
Fellow women are a threat.
Repercussion is a sword.
Above all self esteem is a dog.
Neither privacy, nor proximity,
Nor secrecy can help man rob
A woman’s body in his pursuit.
25.08.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Shame must be supreme
Repercussion might threaten you.
Guilt and qualm might forbid you.
Self esteem might block you.
It is shame that bridles you
From committing adultery.
Shame must be supreme in a society.
05.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Horse Pills
So your ex got a mansion where you kick it on the hill,
your boy comes to see you, he's your Hollywood thrill.
He's a Spanish fly, that bucks like a stallion.
In the suits that you got him, he looks more Italian.
You worry bout your tan when the weather's gettin' clammy,
summer in the city and winters in Miami.
You get so high on the high life pills,
cruisin' and boozin' and rockin' on the horse size pills.
You could even take more thrills- you could even take more spills,
pills, thrills, chills and ills man, kills.
And rockin' on the horse size.
Butt's gettin' bigger, do you think he'll notice maybe?
That's ok, don't worry bout it baby!
Cause everybody knows he pumps you for your money, that's alright,
don't worry bout it honey!
In your itsy bitsy teenie weenie riding up your butt bikini.
Keepin' on the heels cause you're saggin'
just a teenie bit more than the girls he pretends he doesn't thrill.
Rubbin' on the lotion, and rockin' on the horse size pills.
You could even take more thrills,
you could even take more spills, pills, thrills, chills, and ills man, kills.
And rockin' on the horse size.
Sometimes you feel like Moses, that's when you're toasted.
Yeah, kick it.
Yo bitch.
That's right, yeah.
Rockin' on the horse size
song performed by by Dandy Warhols
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Woman’s resoluteness
Guilt, qualm, shame, stigma or repercussion:
None of them will weigh with a woman as much
As her feelings that she is not that cheep
And that let him not snatch her that easy,
When she refuses to yield corporally
Even to the man of his choice outside.
20.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Style Kills
Big bills
Cheap thrills
Style kills
You say you set your standards way too high
So you convincingly effect a compromise
Some unsuspecting bodys gonna pay
When you discover that you cant always
Have your way
Big pain, big pills, style kills
If he wont you will style kills
You say your lovers got a lot of nerve
cause he wont keep you in the style that you deserve
You kid yourself youre only marking time
Till you fulfill the revenge in the back
Of your mind
Clear out, no frills, style kills
You never take the blame for your mistakes
Why should you give anyone an even break
If he wont - you will style kills
song performed by by Gary Numan
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Style Kills
I see you got yourself a brand new bag
You had enough of the imitation drag
Although you're leaping to the latest thing
You can't ignore the suspicion of a hallow ring
Big bills
Cheap thrills
Style kills
You say you set your standards way too high
So you convincingly effect a compromise
Some unsuspecting body's gonna pay
When you discover that you can't always
Have your way
Big pain, big pills, style kills
If he won't you will style kills
You say your lover's gotta a lot of nerve
'Cause he won't keep you in the style that you deserve
You kid yourself you're only marking time
Till you fulfill the revenge in the back
Of your mind
Clear out, no frills, style kills
You never take the blame for your mistakes
Why should you give anyone an even break
If he won't - you will style kills
song performed by by Robert Palmer
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The Richness Of The Culture
Shame is strong where self-esteem is high.
Guilt is deep where conscience is sound.
Shames and guilt bridle one from doing wrong.
They define the richness of the culture.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Racism Kills
Racist people,
Are the saddest these days.
Racist people,
And their ways...
Are fading away.
Hatred kills!
Chills.
And often excused,
As heroism.
Hatred kills!
And for thrills,
Often is defended...
As a pride.
No matter if it hangs...
Or drags alongside,
Insecurites denied.
Hiding the fact...
Their is jealousy behind,
Evil and often...
Masquerading eyes.
Black, white...
Brown or yellow folks,
Provoking attacks.
On others.
Or themselves!
To stab with a vengeance,
Behind a back.
To distort facts!
Racism kills.
And there is no sense in it.
Racism kills.
And the sense that's meant.
Racism kills.
Leaving minds incensed.
Exposing ills...
And evil wills.
Racism kills.
And there is no sense in it.
Racism kills.
And the sense that's meant.
Racism kills.
Leaving minds incensed.
Exposing ills...
And evil wills.
And evil wills to kill will end.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The hard nut to crack
Guilt, fear, qualm and shame
Took leave from modern woman
From standing against her modesty.
Notwithstanding proximity,
Secrecy, and independence,
Her self-esteem has taken that place.
She has become a hard nut to crack
Though soaked in free water overnight.
09.01.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Blueball Lushes
How many minutes does it take
To turn off the heat?
Make amends
And mutually retreat from this...
Hopeless, useless...
'I'm never gonna stop doing my thing,
Until you see my thing has more zing! '
Executive blueball lushes,
Crushing lives and dollar bills!
Tearing down any remnants of love...
Just to see people suffer for thrills!
How many seconds closer to lasts breaths
Does it take?
Before someone says,
'Let's mend the BS
And do a handshake!
Let's stop breaking these hearts,
That are not ours to break!
Everything we've done,
Has deepened the hate! '
Executive blueball lushes,
Crushing lives and dollar bills!
Tearing down any remnants of love...
Just to see people suffer for thrills!
Showing abilities to seduce for profit,
And turning disgusting into a skill!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Dressed To Kill
Here we are in the west
And our cars are glistenin
The bear he roars in the east
But we aint listenin
We wont play games in his backyard
But we let him build his wall
We say our God is on our side
Hope hes listenin to us all
While we talk
Hes gettin dressed, hes lookin for his thrills
Hes gettin dressed to kill
We got eyes in the stars
But we dont care what they see
We put a man on the moon
We all see it on t.v.
We all protest about his bombs
He hopes we keep it going
And while we rest hes marchin on
His fuse has started glowin
While we talk
Hes gettin dressed, hes lookin for his thrills
Hes gettin dressed to kill
What have you got to hide at home
His arms are stained but never empty
The things that you think you own
Are only for the few
Dont you think its time, dont you think its time
We got ready, we got ready
We got right on our side
So our leaders say today
Count the size of the threat
We can slide a different way
Our planes are flyin in your sky
We know just what theyre sayin
You see the writing on the wall
Your nerves are tearin,frayin
While we talk
Hes gettin dressed
Hes lookin for his thrills
Hes gettin dressed to kill
Hes gettin dressed
Hes lookin for his thrills
Hes gettin dressed to kill.
(mccafferty/agnew)
(copyright 1980 ciroride/strickrope ltd.)
song performed by by Nazareth
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Little about passion
Passion kills,
Passion thrills,
Passion fills,
with a sense of purpose..........
Passion may chill,
Passion makes ill,
Passion is still,
Pain mistaken as passion........
(2 7/Jan'/'09)
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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Thrills
Can there be thrills without soupcon
of fear, can sex in private places
be as exciting as the fun
of sex in public, where disgrace is
a risk sex gamblers like to take
to trump love made inside a closet?
With fear a thrill will raise the stake,
and risk the forfeit of deposit,
and since the fear gets less each time
the thrill occurs, new risks are taken
until they escalate to crime,
where thrills, like fear, are godforsaken.
Inspired by Dan Neil’s review of the Nissan GT-R (LA Times, April 16,2008, “Uptight, outta sight: a marvel of power and speed, the Nissan GT-R is so safe and serene that it is curiously lacking in thrills”) :
[F]for all it’s pants-ripping performance, the GT-R is surprisingly––amazingly––not all that exciting to drive. Oh yeah, there’s epic velocity here, and yet, because there is so much assurance, so many electronic layers of self-preservation, there isn’t much frisson or fear. Without fear there is no fun, which anyone who’s had sex in a public place can tell you…Despite the GT-R’s official nickname, “Godzilla, ” it’s more like 2 tons of fluffy kitten.
4/16/08
poem by Gershon Hepner
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Faces of Love
Love here, love there
Love springs everywhere
Love thrills, love excites
Love enchants and delights
Love hurts, love heals
Love gathers and dispels
Love kills, love revives
Love keeps us alive
poem by Bikramjyoti Kashyop
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Faces of Love
Love here, love there
Love springs everywhere
Love thrills, love excites
Love enchants and delights
Love hurts, love heals
Love gathers and dispels
Love kills, love revives
Love keeps us alive
poem by Jemarie Ragudo
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Under The Cherry Moon
How can I stand 2 stay where I am?
Poor butterfly who dont understand
Why cant I fly away in a special sky?
If I dont find my destiny soon,
Ill die in your arms under the cherry moon
I want to live life to the ultimate high
Maybe Ill die young like heroes die
Maybe Ill kiss u some wild special way
If nobody kills me or thrills me soon,
Ill die in your arms under the cherry moon
If thats alright
Lovers like us dear are born 2 die
If they dont find us what will we do?
I guess well make love under the cherry moon
Ill die in your arms under the cherry moon
song performed by by Prince
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Resurrect the old culture.
The culture is rich
Where guilt, conscience and shame warn.
The culture is fair
Where repercussion and prosecution warn.
The culture is poor
Where escape is the root to success.
Culture stands for name.
Greed and insecurity have marred it.
It is high time for parents
To ask their children to resurrect the old.
02.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Virtue And The Beast
To run, we could from threats besetting us
But naught we do for demons from within
Their obstacles laid on the paths we pass
Dictate the rise and fall our lives contain
Virtue does to a woman bind desire
When dreams of wayward thrills it would suppress
As though alarm when hearts are set afire
It screams out loud should she unzips her dress
Monsters and ghouls are far removed in woods
If there be what the heart so truly dreads
In man is beast lurking in murky moods
Knows many arms and sleeps in many beds.
poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Total self-esteem requires total and unconditional acceptance of yourself. You are a unique and worthy individual, regardless of your mistakes, defeats and failures, despite what others may think, say or feel about you or your behavior. If you truly accept and love yourself, you won't have a driving need for attention and approval. Self-esteem is a genuine love of self. Stop all adverse value judging of yourself. Stop accepting the adverse value judgments of others. Purge yourself of all condemnation, shame, blame, guilt & remorse.
Stand
walk in a corner shop
see a shop lifting cop
see the old lady with a gun
see the hero try to run
nothings what it seems i mean
its not all dirty but its not all clean
theres children paying bills
theres monks buyin thrills
threres brad for sale in magizine
theres pills for rent to make you clean
marvin good theres no brother brother
wood a guthrea lent cant feed mother
mothers weep, children sleep
so much violence ends in silence
its a shame theres no-one to blame for
all the pain
that life
brings
if you will just take me it might just
complete me
then together we can make a stand
a waitress brings me lunch
we meet but do not touch
on tv this is how lungs
walk to the counter pay for me and my friend
an homeless manpulls outm of rules says
it's on him
the man has no cash he says he spent it
on hookers and hash
mothers weep children sleep
soo much violence ends in silence
its a shame theres no-one to blame for
all the pain
that life
brings
if you will just take me it might just
complete me
then together we can make a stand
we will love me
i will love you
you will love me
i will love you
i will love you
mothers weep children sleep
soo much violence ends in silence
its a shame theres no-one to blame for
all the pain
that life
brings
if you will just take me it might just
complete me
then together we can make a stand
mothers weep willchildren sleep
soo much violence ends in silence
its a shame theres no-one to blame for
all the pain
that life
brings
if you will just take me it might just
complete me
then together we can make a stand
mothers weep children sleep
soo much violence ends in silence
its a shame theres no-one to blame for
all the pain
that life
brings
if you will just take me it might just
complete me
then together we can make a stand
(all while fading)
song performed by by Jewel
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