Being A Couple
Remarried, divorced or widowed,
A woman equally loves the new one.
Premarital sex will have no bearing.
Identity will take care of the couple.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If Your Papa Remarried At 80 Be Glad
if your papa remarried at 80 be glad
he has feelings still
for love, this thing called love, where
in our own marriages we have become so clumsy
like we, in the first place,
perhaps, (don't tell) , regretted having done the walk
to the altar
of our dreams, where our too much familiarity in bed and board,
have bred contempt
for each
other's inability to cope up with the demands of intimacies,
but i tell you
my grandpa remarried at 87
he confessed, he was so lonely, when he woke up in the middle
of the night
or at the break of dawn, he felt he was sleeping in a coffin,
he needed love
like your papa,
he needed someone to talk to, not someone to have sex with,
he needed someone to take care of his
toilet problems
his urinary tract infections, his thick porridge,
when grandpa remarried
we gave him a very grand wedding
where the 19 year old girl of his dreams
walked the aisle
and they exchanged 'i do's'
the girl telling him
he loves him so till death....
we of course, do not believe her,
like, the way, you treat your second mom
like an alien,
but we'd rather believe her
we imagine
she shall take care of everything
while we simply sit and look
what happens next
we think, everything in the name of love
ends well
come what may, we shall be glad.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Is Man A Winner Or A Loser?
Woman has a poof that the child is hers;
Man has no such proof to claim on the child.
She is cool with the child as identity.
He is desperate for his identity.
Identity crisis has disturbed him.
He invented marriage and chained woman.
He imposed chastity to mark his kids
And introduced patriarchal system.
Identity crisis has troubled him.
He assumed control over women.
He retained the progeny in his name
And made concubines to silence woman.
Identity crisis has worried him.
He bottled woman's skill and built up his.
He grew to be a Scholar. Sculptor and Poet
And assigned to woman the entertaining.
Identity crisis has bothered him.
He treated woman as her property.
He acquired family unfailingly
And labourd for its upkeep and status.
Identity crisis has bored him.
Water as she is, man could not cut her.
Tired of heat outside, man needed a shade
And sheltered himself in woman's coolness.
Woman treated man with due sympathy
With no fight with him for identity.
Her child is enough for her identity.
She helped him to anchor himself in her.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love is more by nature than by merit.
A creeper is very much attached to the tree that it climbs on till it lasts or the tree lasts, not by the merit of the tree
but by the nature of creeper’s fragility.
Any tree in its place makes no difference.
A loving wife, widowed, can equally be a loving wife when remarried.
If you have a loving wife, more it is her nature.
She can love others too if replacement is made.
22.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When a divorced man marries a divorced woman, there are four people in that marital bed.
Love Is An Affair
A love affair consists of three phases.
Attraction, obsession and attachment
Are they; the order irrevocable,
The same couple cannot enact it again.
A man and a woman fall in love;
Both long for seeing and reaching.
They join and settle with a bond.
Thus passes an erotic cycle.
In the phase of attraction, which is short,
One will find oneself drawn by another
And one finds interested in another.
This is from impetus of libido.
It is man’s lust and woman’s passion.
Visual interest in woman prods his lust.
His pursuit, intellect, wealth or power
Or other attributes kindle her passion.
In the phase of obsession, a long one
With high voltage, the pair is intense
In love, longing for seeing each other,
With the release of Dopamine and adrenaline.
Love and attachment is the third phase,
Where the couple settles for warm bonding,
Induced by the release of oxytocin
In the course of orgasm and child bearing.
Man is a half and woman is a half
And they have an itch to become a whole.
It is well in line with the Nature’s plan
Of progress and procreation of life.
All the flowers do not fertilize.
All the fruits do not germinate.
Falling in love may not lead to courtship.
Courtship may not lead to conjugation.
Consequent to the invention of marriage,
Man and woman go through a lone cycle,
Since when they remain together locked
By children, identity and dependence.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Water Tender
The river
has not entered the house yet.
I pack framed photographs:
weddings, babies,
dead uncles, and grandparents,
set aside ceramic eggs,
balanced on wooden stands,
to reach the wedding cake couple,
equidistant between two photographs.
My mother,
in her borrowed wedding dress,
holding a bouquet of artificial flowers,
whiter than Aunt Rose Mary's silk skirt.
My father,
in his Navy uniform, bearing
the insignia of a Water Tender,
his cap worn tilted to the right.
Standing midpoint,
the wedding cake couple
represents their union.
Flesh colored paint overlaps
the neckline of the bride,
executed too quickly.
The groom's black top-hat
is worn, a wedding ring shape
encircles the edge of the crown.
My mother is dead,
my father has remarried. He's left
behind the photographs, the eggs,
the wedding cake couple.
The river enters an open door.
I salvage what I can.
poem by Mary Agnes Dalrymple
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Identity Of I
Identity is not what I promise others
Identity is what I do when I am alone
Identity is what I think of others
Knowing all the hatred they've shown
Identity is what every wound reminds me
Identity is what I learn and what I pass by
Identity is what I see in the mirror
After giving my best try
Identity is what I make out of my given chance
Identity is what I accept and what I deny
No one else has control over me
Life is about me, and what I identify
poem by Abhiraj Rajadhyaksha
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For the couple’s happiness
Staying single is chic.
Living-in is common.
Divorce is in vogue.
Extramarital one is like outings.
Premarital one is a sport.
Probes and doubts put aside,
Let the couple be happy.
07.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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When A Man Loves A Woman
When a man loves a woman
He can't keep his mind on nothing else
He'll trade the world
For the good thing he's found
If she is bad he can't see it
She can do no wrong
Turn his back on his best friend
If he put her down.
When a man loves a woman
Spend his very last dime
Tryin' to hold on to what he needs
He'd give up all his comfort
Sleep out in the rain
If she said that's the way it ought to be.
Well, this man loves a woman
I gave you everything I had
Tryin' to hold on to your precious love
Baby, please don't treat me bad.
When a man loves a woman
Down deep in his soul
She can bring him such misery
If she plays him for a fool
He's the last one to know
Lovin' eyes can never see.
When a man loves a woman
He can do no wrong
He can never hold some other girl
Yes when a man loves a woman
I know exactly how he feels
'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're my world.
When a man loves a woman...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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This Woman
There is this woman made for me
this woman craves for me
I love this woman so true
and I know that she loves me too
There is this woman who kisses me
this woman pleases me
I take this woman to be my wife
and I know she wants me for life
There is this woman who dreams about me
This woman makes love to me
When I lay against this woman to sleep
I feel a love towards her so deep
There is this woman who loves me
This woman was made for me
I desire her in every possible way
This woman is my night and day
poem by Pablo Loves Life
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When This Woman Loves A Man
Looks like she really did you in
You're a broken hearted lover
Just tryin' to recover
You need to find a place to mend
All your time ain't necessary
But I don't wanna be a temporary thing
Gimme just half a chance
Chorus
When this woman loves a man
She'll do anything she can
To keep the fire alive in your soul
And when all the chips are down
I'm still gonna be the one around
To build you up and be your friend
When this woman loves
When this woman loves a man
Dont play it cool, no don't be shy
Oh there's no need to worry
No I'm not in a hurry
So let your conscience be your guide boy
Come here and let me show you
Just how much I adore you
Let me help you understand
(repeat chorus 2 x's)
TAG: When this woman loves
When this woman loves a man
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes
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Action is better.
To be born, live and die,
To marry and go widowed,
And to marry and go divorced
Are still better than inaction.
25.06.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No two are alike
Let there be a couple of bulbs
Of the same watts emitting light.
The intensity is not same
If voltage, focus, enclosure
Or background differs. Likewise
Equally talented aren’t
Equally successful in life.
02.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Eternal Marriage
This eternal marriage
It is one of force, of no choice
One of irresistible destiny
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
One gets into long before birth
No escape route from it, no alternative
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
Can never be denied, no fugitives
Unborn, born, young, old, man, woman
There is no selection when time comes
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
The undeniable beckon of the husband
During the day, the night, at any time
Medical technologies notwithstanding
How can we get divorced forever?
This eternal marriage
It is indeed the mother of all sufferings
The river of tears never run dry
The broken hearts never get mended
The gaps of those called are never refilled
How can we get divorced from this cruel marriage?
Dedication: To Julia Tivane Holm, friend and colleague
Nampula, Mozambique
3rd June,2000
poem by Isaac Maliya
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When A Man Loves A Woman
When a man loves a woman,
He'll cherish his happiness with her,
Fulfiling her life with joy,
Showing his love day by day.
When a man loves a woman,
In the silence of world time stood still,
He and she together beneath the sky,
And their love growing with each throbbing kiss.
When a man loves a woman,
His eyes will wrapp her in his magic,
She 'll be atracted by his charm,
They'll seal this love with passion.
When a man loves a woman,
His heart belongs to her,
As like the precious gift she'll ever had,
And only her holds the key to open his heart.
When a man loves a woman,
He'll always nurture and protect her,
She'll be his reason to live for,
And got through fire to save her.
When a man loves a woman,
He'll have eyes only for her,
She'll be the meaning of his life,
The center of his universe.
poem by Cristina Teodor
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When A Woman Loves A Man
Johnny mercer / bernie hanighen / gordon jenkins
Maybe hes not much, just another man
Doing what he can
But what does she care
When a woman loves a man
Shell just string along
All through thick and thin
Till his ship comes in
Its always that way
When a woman love a man
Shell be the first one to praise him
When hes goin strong
The last one to blame him
When everythings wrong
Its such a one-sided game that they play
But women are funny that way
Tell her shes a fool
Shell say yes, I know
But I love him so
And thats how it goes
When a woman loves a man
Tel I her shes a fool
Shell say yes, I know
But I love him so
And thats how if goes
When a woman loves a man
song performed by by Billie Holiday
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Who Loves Me
Who loves me?
Is it the woman who carried me in her womb for 7 months?
Or is the man that I am the spitting image of that I call Pop?
Who loves me?
Is it my three siblings who I grew up with?
Or is it their children who call me Uncle Ronald?
Who loves me?
Is it my friend I known for most of my life?
Or is it the woman I Instant message and hopes to one day make my wife?
Who loves me?
Well out of all those people I mention
I can’t tell you which one of them loves me.
From my mother to the woman who’s more than likely my future wife.
But I can tell you this I know at least one person who loves me,
and that is me.
That’s right
it is me
who love me!
Traces of my touch
I've pushed the borders
I left the stations
The trains are equally sad
The passengers equally busy
I've crossed the moonlight
I've swum the seas
The drops are equally wet
The depths are equally low
I've touched the treetops
I've opened the nests
The boughs are equally fragile
The root is equally deep
Nothing has changed
But the traces of my touch
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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The Woman He Loves
(Troy Seals/Eddie Setser)
You can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves
'Cause nothing else shows a part of his soul
Like she does
And she'd be the one to swear that he hung
The moon above
Yeah you can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves
She knows him inside out
The things he dreams about
And makes them come true when she can
She knows all of his faults
The demons he's fought
With nothin' but his hard-workin' hands
And he calls out her name
In passion and pain
She makes him stronger each time
Yeah it's there on her lips
And her fingertips
That she's with him to 'til end of the line
(Yeah) you can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves (yes you can)
'Cause nothing else shows a part of his soul
Like she does and she'd be the one to swear that he hung
The moon above
Yeah you can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves
You can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves
'Cause nothing else shows a part of his soul
Like she does
And she'd be the one to swear that he hung
The moon above
Yeah you can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves
Yeah you can tell a lot about a man
By the woman he loves
He loves
He always loves
song performed by by Alabama
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She Loves To Talk
She wakes up in the mornin', puts her face on
grabs a cup o' coffee then she's on that phone..
(Chorus)
That woman loves to Talk (...she loves to talk...talk)
Yeah, she's what I want (she's what I want)
I don't mean to sound complainin'
she's my source of entertainment
That woman loves to talk!
Conversation ain't no trouble...in this family
She keeps me stimulated more than my new TV
(2nd Chorus)
That woman loves to Talk (...she loves to talk...talk)
yeah, she's what I want. (she's what I want)
She shoulda been a politician...
Got more wind than an air condition..
That woman Loves to Talk!
(Bridge)
Well, I know she might be different, that's what I like
She's something else when we turn down the light
It's hard to resist her, it's hard to explain
I love to hear her voice when she calls my name
(3rd chorus)
That woman loves to Talk! (...she loves to talk...talk..)
Yeah, she's what I want (she's what I want)
I wouldn't change a thing about her
wouldn't live this life without her
That woman Loves to Talk!
She could own Southern Bell ..for as much as she talks
She gets her recreation makin' long-distance calls!
(4th Chorus)
That woman Loves to Talk (...she loves to talk...talk..)
Yeah she's what I want (she's what I want)
I don't mean to sound complainin'
She's my source of entertainment
That woman Loves to Talk!
(2nd Bridge)
Yeah, she talks about this
Sometimes she talks about that
Every operator knows her name and address (...she loves to talk...talk..)
Can you hold on, please,
I'll check the line
I hope you got plenty of quarters and
song performed by by 38 Special
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