Cowards, more a threat
To poison is crueler than to stab.
To betray is harsher than to assault.
To exploit is eviler than to snatch.
To cuckold is sinner than to elope.
The cowards are more a threat.
29.09.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The valour of man.
To hunt, to corner, to trap, to elope,
To cuckold, to paramour and to keep
Demands an uncommon masculine valour,
Which you and I lack but deride who’ve got.
17.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Out of jealousy
I am police.
You cannot have affairs;
You cannot go for consensual sex.
You cannot access the whore;
You cannot paramour,
You cannot cuckold;
You cannot elope;
You cannot possess blue films.
You cannot pursue a woman.
I will arrest you,
Not for the sake of the victim
But out of jealousy for you
1700702008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poison! Poison!
Poison I breathe, poison I eat,
And poison poison I do drink,
Poison are my thoughts, poison are my acts,
Poison are my sleeps, poison are my dreams,
My blood is poison, poison is my flesh,
And poison poison are my bones.
Wherever I move
I envenom my fellow beings,
And enlarge my kingdom,
This is how my life goes on,
Living in the world: all poison poison.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Bad
Do not wish for something bad
Because some other bad thing will come upon you
Even worse
Do not say something bad
Because some other bad thing will be pointed to you
Even harsher
Do not plan something bad
Because some other bad thing will made for you
Even crueler
Do not think something bad
Because some other bad thing will haunt you
Even forever
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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You too Brutus
A trusted friend’s betrayal
Is harsher than the wound
Caused by my enemy’s stab.
.no one escapes betrayal.
27.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It Takes Two To Tango
In an affair, it takes two to tango.
To elope to, it takes two to tango.
Woman is the target to soil her repute.
Man is the victim of people assault.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poison Ivy
Nothing can compare
Two weeks I stared
Hands, hand tied
I got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Hey hey, oh well
I've got an itch
I call her poison ivy
It can kill
Oh, well
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
Took my youth
Everything that ever meant something
Nothing comes between me and you
Most of my friends
Most of my friends
Are dead because of you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison - hey hey hey hey
I had no choice
But to love you
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Poison ivy
Hey hey hey hey
Hey hey hey hey
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
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Coward
Only cowards are
residing here.
The cowards only
does not say anything.
The cowards are
not there to take
any decision at
any point of time.
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Sorry To Myself
For hearing all my doubts so selectively and
For continuing my numbing love endlessly.
For helping you and myself: not even considering
For beating myself up and overfunctioning.
To whom do I owe the biggest apology?
No ones been crueler than Ive been to me.
For letting you decide if I indeed was desirable
For myself love being so embarassingly conditional.
And for denying myself to somehow make us compatible
And for trying to fit a rectangle into a ball.
And
To whom do I owe the biggest apology?
No ones been crueler than Ive been to me.
Im sorry to myself.
My apologies begin here before everybody else.
Im sorry to myself.
For treating me worse than I would anybody else.
For blaming myself for your unhappiness
And for my impatience when I was perfect where I was.
Ignoring all the signs that I was not ready,
And expecting myself to be where you wanted me to be.
To whom do I owe the first apology?
No ones been crueler than Ive been to me.
And
Im sorry to myself.
My apologies begin here before everybody else.
Im sorry to myself.
For treating me worse than I would anybody else.
Well, I wonder which crime is the biggest ?
Forgetting you or forgetting myself...
Had I heeded the wisdom of the latter,
I wouldve naturally loved the former.
For ignoring you: my highest voices.
For smiling when my strife was all too obvious.
For being so disassociated from my body,
And for not letting go when it wouldve been the kindest thing.
To whom do I owe the biggest apology?
No ones been crueler than Ive been to me.
And
Im sorry to myself.
My apologies begin here before everybody else
Im sorry to myself.
For treating me worse than I would anybody else.
Im sorry to myself.
My apologies begin here before everybody else
Im sorry to myself.
For treating me worse than I would anybody else
song performed by by Alanis Morissette
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To wane the guilt.
Better, stab on one’s back
Than cheat a faithful one.
Better, kill one while asleep
Than exploit the bereaved.
Anger, show to the strong.
Mercy, show to the weak.
Then the guilt is not built.
24.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poison Heart
No one ever thought this one would survive
Helpless child, gonna walk a drum beat behind
Lock you in a dream, never let you go
Never let you laugh or smile, not you.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
Making friends with a homeless torn up man
He just kind of smiles, it really shakes me up.
There's danger on every corner but I'm okay
Walking down the street trying to forget yesterday.
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart ... yeah!
You know that life really takes its toll
And a poet's gut reaction is to search his very soul
So much damn confusion before my eyes,
But nothing seems to phase me and this one still survives.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart,
Well, I just want to walk right out of this world,
'Cause everybody has a poison heart.
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
a poison heart, a poison heart, a poison heart.
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Their Oath shall drive them, and yet betray them, and ever snatch away the very treasures that they have sworn to pursue.
J.R.R. Tolkien in The Silmarillion
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We faced an unprecedented assault on our Capitol, our Constitution, and our country. The assault was fueled by more than four
years of poison politics spreading deliberate misinformation, sowing distrust in our system, and pitting Americans against one another. The match was lit by Donald Trump and his most ardent enablers, including many in Congress, to overturn the results of an election he lost. The election was free, the count was fair, the result is final. We must complete the peaceful transfer of power our Constitution mandates.
quote by Bill Clinton
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So I steal not.
Lust is untenable
To be stolen of, I want not;
To be beaten up, I want not;
So I beat not.
To be a cuckold, I want not;
But I cuckold.
Lust is untenable
08.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Procrastination
Poison is my blood,
Poison is my body,
Poison are my thoughts,
They hum around my mind like flies,
Poison is my food,
Hate, jealousy and pride
Are the plants of poison;
They grow in my fertile land,
As wild weeds grow unattended,
I make venomous
Everyone whom I touch.
My existence is contagious,
Why should I be afraid of poison,
Procrastinate in front of the potion,
Now I must have a drink,
For poison will cause no impairment to me.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Woman must sense.
A lover has two options;
To marry or marry not.
A paramour has two options;
To elope or elope not.
In both ways she’s at his mercy.
11.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A half true poem
I have taken the role
as the sad writer
who loves too much
and always gets
their heart broken
No.
I'm crueler than that.
I use my broken heart
to hide all of my
own mistakes.
Kissing and fucking
and trying to
find love
in another bed.
You didn't know anything.
Don't trust me
I play nice and act kind
and speak gently
but I'm crueler than
you could ever be.
and I hide it well.
I bet you had no idea.
'She would never hurt me! '
Wrong.
You may never feel it
but my disloyalty is lingering
It's waiting.
I have reserves of pain
for people
that they do not know of.
I hope no one
in the world
will ever see them.
I'm ashamed
but I'm not sorry.
Only sorry for one of them.
The one
I loved
the most
is the one
I left
behind.
poem by Vanessa Grixti
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Division of labour
Some are averse to manual lobour
And some, to intellectual labour..
Both chose to strengthen their aversion
And take little trouble to be otherwise.
As a result, both depend on each other
And conveniently exploit each other.
12.12.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The vice and the virtue
Assault in the defense of attack
Is no vice.
Compromise in pursuit of justice
Is no virtue.
30.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sinner
Sinner rider, rides in with the storm
The devil rides beside him
The devil is his god, God help you mourn
Do you, do you hear it, do you hear the thunder
Deafen every living thing about
Can you, can you see it, can you
See the mountains darken yonder
Black sun rising, time is running out
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
His steed of fury,
Eyes of fire and mane ablaze
Demonic vultures stalking
Drawn by the smell of war and pain
He roams the starways
Searching for the carcasses of war
But if its hungry then its very presence
Disrupts the calm into the storm
Curse and damn you all youll fall by the hand of the
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
God of the devils, God of the devils
Wont you help them pray
God of the devils, God of the devils
Is there no other way
Cant you hear their souls calling out in their plight
Cant you see their blood is boiling setting them alight
Thirty years now sleeping, so sound
War raises its head, and looks slowly around
The sinner is near, sensing the fear
And the beast will start movin around
Cant you see their souls calling out in their brain
Cant you hear their blood is boiling setting them alight
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sinner!
Sacrifice to vice or die by the hand of the
Curse and damn you all you fall by the hand of the
Sinner!
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