An obedient tree
In tune with ethics and marital law
If you live, by the society you are hailed.
At what cost? Against your sensual pleasure,
You’ll be a tree, stripped of recurring blossom.
19.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Wisdom defined.
What is wisdom?
An accumulation of knowledge:
the practice of ethics and codes,
intelligence or intuition?
Not so.
The ability to see the seed
in a tree and the tree in a seed.
The realization of the universe.
Immune to emotion and prejudice.
If so, an eminent scientist
should fit in well as a man of wisdom.
But he is the least in the governing body.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Society is the fear.
You don’t love your society
And yet you show your smile
Out of fear rather than love
Like a slave’s love for his master.
Without society, you have no pride.
With society, you have no freedom.
In both ways, you are miserable.
09.05.2001, Pmdi
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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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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Married is more tempting
Marital status is a physical barrier.
Yet, adultery is rampant.
Yes, marital status serves as lever;
More tempted are the married.
20.01.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The society is a necessary evil.
A lone man, with a football,
On a lone ground, when heading the goal,
Can derive no interest out of it.
He requires court, rules, competitors,
And overwhelming spectators.
You have interest in life
As, with interest, the society watches you.
The society grooms you and brooms you.
24.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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K... I Lost
I lost... She lost... We lost and our heart lost.
Oh’ Society at your social and traditional cost.
Now our face will be considered as a culprit in love.
A strain is on our character with a defame shove.
How the rain will happen at my territory...
How a bud will blossom at a contrary...
My love ruined the society, people made that prove
Blaming us become their fashion and groove
at every lane and street we became the hated most.
I lost... She lost... We lost and our heart lost.
Oh’ Society at your social and traditional cost.
All are mortal; we can never be immortal
but... Our love will become for lovers’ portal
In future our successor will follow my shadow path
now may not the time for the spring... but it will be a heath
Defame has became our own fatal
we are blamed and going to die, but love is immortal
Love is spontaneous and the earth is its host
I lost... She lost... We lost and our heart lost.
Oh’ Society at your social and traditional cost.
I saw her love and felt me in her eye.
She is there always for me; Where is the “but & why”?
You are mistreating us and blaming us today
for you, our lives, we are going to pay.
We expressed our feeling with no shy.
Nothing is there what I have to post.
I lost... She lost... We lost and our heart lost.
Oh’ Society at your social and traditional cost.
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Harm not if help not.
You need not kill thirst and hunger.
But you can kill greed and pride.
You need not spill love and help.
But you can still hate and hurts.
Then the society is not hit.
07.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Escapism
I agree with you that attachment brings misery.
Is not it that attachment brings joy too?
If you say the absence of pain is pleasure
Can I say the pain is well discounted by the pleasure?
Rational and instinctual
minds conflict with each other.
180.4.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The wise discriminates lanes.
Women may take interest in you
From proximity, in your neighborhood.
Roads to them are not leading to Rome.
They are dead end lanes in a hamlet.
Have a stroll for instant pleasure.
10.5.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The more branches, the more the life is
If you cut the laterals, the tree grows taller.
Many leaders do not allow laterals to grow.
But there is the danger of the tree turning to a stump.
Yet the leaders refuse to learn from the legacy.
27.04.2001, Pmdi.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nearness, not fitness clicks
In some it is the love that brings contact.
In some it is the contacts that induce love.
The former proliferates to blossom and dies.
The later concentrates on fruiting to dehisce.
The opportunity dictates;
Merit takes only back seat.
17.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man to bear with woman
A modern woman wants more from her husband.
He should be compatible in bed, in society,
In providing, in emotion and in aesthetics value.
Where he fails there she sneaks for such man.
Allowances avoid cracks
as rails are laid with gaps.
Otherwise heart may break
18.01.2001, pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There is nothing good or bad
I was taught in my childhood,
‘Obey the order’ and ‘be not a coward’,
‘Love the family’ and ‘love the society’
‘Do good’ and ‘Avoid bad’ etc.
To segregate the former from the latter,
I am at loss, with no wall in between
Drawn clear cut by any one.
08.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To live long is not a blessing.
The ignorant live long.
Ignorance has no fear
And hence no worry.
The gutless live long.
Grass succumb not
Even to storm.
Do you want
To live long?
31.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Ode To The Cherry Blossom
I have grown up with this tree,
as my father had grown with it,
and his father before him.
The cherry blossom tree where I was first exposed to the beauty of nature,
where my baby seat was set upon the picnic blanket in the grass,
and I could watch the petals fall and dance around me and my family.
and they would land in my seat,
and I would play with them.
The cherry blossom tree,
with its long branches,
where I first learned to climb,
and where I got my first broken bone,
after I slipped while pretending to be a monkey.
The cherry blossom tree,
where we had our first play date together.
We ran around and played two person tag,
and two person hide and seek,
and two person leap frog.
The cherry blossom tree,
where we had our first date,
where I picked a blossom and put it in your hair,
and called you my hime,
my princess.
The cherry blossom tree,
where we took shelter from the pouring rain,
and I gave you my jacket to put over your head,
and we ran home to take a bath in our clothes,
Because they couldn’t have gotten wetter anyway.
The cherry blossom tree,
under which we said our vows,
and got married,
and you cried,
and said you felt beautiful,
and I kissed you,
and said you looked beautiful,
and we ran through the blossom petals.
The cherry blossom tree,
where we took our two daughters,
and watched them pick flowers,
and give them to you.
The cherry blossom tree,
where our daughters took their loves,
and probably got caught in the rain,
just as we did.
The cherry blossom tree,
which we would watch from the near by bench,
watch children who were not ours play there,
watch couples who were not us date there.
The cherry blossom tree,
where I go to remember you,
where I sometimes cry for you,
where our daughters cry for you.
I grew up with that cherry blossom tree,
and now as I wait to rejoin you,
my love,
I watch others grow with it too.
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Extinguisher of love
Friends often turn as lovers
if it occurs pre marital.
Lovers settle as mere friends
if it occurs post marital.
Bar interferes, thirst resists.
Lovers turned friends are aplenty.
15.10.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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But the development of human society does not go straight forward; and the epic process will therefore be a recurring process, the series a recurring series - though not in exact repetition.
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