Fear, not love, guards.
Fidelity breeds woman boredom.
Infidelity threatens to break her ribs.
In between she struggles till forty
After which she dares to reach one.
26.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Preserve Family
Man will put his trust in woman
For an exchange of fidelity.
Breach of fidelity amounts
To the forfeiting the trust of his
Restraints of sexual impulses
Are the outcome of fidelity.
Restraints of evil tendencies
Are the result of trustworthiness.
Trust is wider than fidelity.
A part of the trust is fidelity.
In spite of infidelity,
Trustworthiness can be still there.
Marriage is built on mutual trust.
Fail marks in one of the subjects
Should not warrant total dismissal.
Be that field improved or overlooked.
A man tends to flirt with other women
And still stands by his own woman.
A woman who responds to men’s lure
Can still be loyal to her husband.
Man’s disloyalty doesn’t hurt
Woman as much as woman’s does.
It is more from his possessiveness.
It is more from his assertiveness.
Love and trust travel beyond sex.
Wife’s status is husband’s status.
Child’s status id parents status.
Identity will take care of trust.
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About infidelity
Infidelity is a natural flow.
Man and woman live a controlled life.
Physical infidelity is sealed.
Emotional infidelity escapes.
19.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Male Chauvinism
A woman wants a chest to rest on
For her nest that she gets ample
From her husband in her life span.
Also she wants a pair of manly arms.
To hold her fast in her life cycle.
That she finds slackening in time
As her spouse grows weary of her charm.
Helpless she reels under male chauvinism.
Monogamy breeds Monotony,
Which in turn breeds Infidelity.
15.06.99, Palakk
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No woman is exclusive.
Visual infidelity is in all places.
Emotional infidelity thrives in work places.
Physical infidelity sneaks in hideouts. .
A woman is not exclusive to a man.
24.01.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Fidelity
Is it something ritual
Im caught in, cant break the spell?
Is it moving in my body
Is it biological?
I gotta hand it to you
Youve got one heart ten times divided.
Did you cut yourself in pieces
To get them all inside?
You dream about her, cant you see?
Shes only shining bright
cause shes so out of reach.
You dream about the seven seas
While Im staying home each night,
Making love to my fidelity.
Im rocking in my bed
I cant talk cant think cant sleep.
And nothings jumping fences,
I only count what I cannot keep.
I lick my wounds,
I chase my instinct, like a cat.
I dont know how I got so good
Or why my hearts a trap.
You dream about her, cant you see?
Shes only shining bright
cause shes so out of reach.
You dream about the seven seas
While Im staying home each night,
Making love to my fidelity.
Why I love you, why I love you
Why I love you I dont know,
Why I love you, why I love you, why.
Taking sides with my enemy
Making love to my fidelity.
You dream about her, cant you see?
Shes only shining bright
cause shes so out of reach.
You dream about the seven seas
While Im staying home each night,
Making love to my fidelity.
Im landlocked, stuck in here,
I dont want to take my freedom.
I cant change what makes me high
And I cant change what I believe in.
Im not pleasing no guru,
Im not out to look for jesus.
Im not afraid to break the rules
Its just, one love keeps me breathing.
You dream about her, cant you see?
Shes only shining bright
cause shes so out of reach.
You dream about the seven seas
While Im staying home each night,
Making love to my fidelity.
Why I love you, why I love you
Why I love you I dont know,
Why I love you, why I love you, why.
Taking sides with my enemy
Making love to my fidelity
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Meaning Of Fidelity
Fidelity is filled with eagerness and passion,
Fidelity is deeper than any emotion,
Fidelity is full of trust and compassion,
And is filled with a keen devotion.
Fidelity is filled with eagerness and passion,
Fidelity is a state of faithfulness from the heart,
Fidelity is an adherence to a special cause
And its' sworn vows will never part.
Fidelity is filled with eagerness and passion,
Fidelity is an allegiance bound to stand,
Fidelity is part of a Nation's domain,
And is steadfast throughout the land.
Fidelity is filled with eagerness and passion,
Fidelity is full of piety and ultimate care,
Fidelity is filled with an intense sense of duty,
And is like soothing music in the air.
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Violence
(tennant/lowe)
----------------
The sons and brothers, fighting for another cause
Anything to give their lives some meaning
Busy with their guns and dreaming
Far away from here
Said they would act (said they would act)
In self-defense
And all the others, running 'round so hot and bothered
Anything to give their lives some meaning
In the evening
Running around with guns and
Said they would act (said they would act)
In self-defense
With violence
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, violence breeds violence)
(ooh yeah, breeds yeah, breeds yeah)
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
The son and brother, when he gets home
He gives someone some love
And mutters: "woman, (mutters woman)
You'll never understand (never understand)
I did what i said (did what i said)
In self-defense
With violence"
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
Violence breeds
Violence
(ooh yeah, ooh yeah)
(ooh yeah, violence)
(ooh yeah, violence breeds violence)
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Angel or devil?
Other than woman, who is capable
Of raving up man’s passion and ambition
Till he goes out in exhaustion and desperation?
Is the woman an angel or a devil to man?
04.02.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I'm A Woman
Well I can wash out forty four pairs of socks
And have em on the line
You know I can starch and iron two dozen shirts
fore you can count from one to nine
I can slip up a great big dip up of lard from a drippings can
Throw it in the skillet, do my shopping, and be back before it melts in
The
Pan
Chorus:
Cause I'm a woman
W-o-m-a-n
Let me tell ya again
I'm a woman
W-o-m-a-n
Well I can rub and scrub till this house shines just like a dime
Feed the baby
Grease the car
Powder my nose at the same time
You know I can get all dressed up
Go out swinging with the m-a-n
Jump in bed at five
Sleep till 6
And start all over again
Repeat chorus
Well now if you come to me sick you know that I'm gonna make you well
And if you come to me all hexed up you know I'm gonna break the spell
And if you come to me hungry, you know
I'll feed ya full of my grits
And if its loving you want, I can kiss you and give you the shivering
Fits
Repeat chorus
(I'll say it again)
Well, I got a twenty dollar gold fee that says theres nothing that I
Can't do
Well I can make a dress out of feeding sacks and I can make a man out
Of you
Repeat chorus
I'm a woman
I'm a woman
I'm a woman
Yeah I'm a woman
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Infidelity
A woman up to her middle age
Is tempted by men elder to her.
She emboldened herself to stupefy
Lads, after her forty plus.
A man up to his early manhood
Is tempted by women of his age.
Having crossed his middle age,
Man is wicked enough to hook lass.
Infidelity raises its head
At any stage of either sex
As an epitome of lust
In all, who are potent.
07.08.99, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The deduction of the causes
Why does a woman adulterate?
The hunger? Rare.
The poverty? No possibility.
The proximity? No guarantee.
The boredom? Seldom at all.
Being estranged? Rarely a revenge.
The neglect? Hardly so.
Being insecure? Not sure.
Over lust? Might be a bit.
The curiosity? No certainty.
There are ten causes to push her to
adultery.
Yet rarely does she adulterate
06.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Buds to rotten fruits
Women, the lovely women,
Start their careers step by step.
They court and flirt a decade,
Fug and calve another decade,
Play infidelity one more decade,
And safely consume lowly inmates
To have their urge safely purged out
Or they might grieve till grave.
30.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For children’s shake
Visual infidelity is not uncommon.
Textual infidelity is not uncommon.
Marital stability has not been shaken.
Corporal infidelity has come to stay.
Marital relation must cope with that
To keep the cradle safe for children’s sake.
27.06.2010.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Running through things because you are familiar with them, breeds routine and this is the seed of boredom.
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The Age of Wisdom
Ho! pretty page, with the dimpled chin,
That never has known the Barber's shear,
All your wish is woman to win;
This is the way that boys begin--
Wait till you come to Forty Year.
Curly gold locks cover foolish brains,
Billing and cooing is all your cheer;
Sighing and singing of midnight strains,
Under Bonnybell's windowpanes--
Wait till you come to Forty Year!
Forty times over let Michaelmas pass,
Grizzling hair the brain doth clear;
Then you know a boy is an ass,
Then you know the worth of a lass,
Once you have come to Forty Year.
Pledge me round; I bid ye declare,
All good fellows whose beards are gray,
Did not the fairest of the fair
Common grow and wearisome, ere
Ever a month was passed away?
The reddest lips that ever have kissed
The brightest eyes that ever have shone,
May pray and wisper and we not list,
Or look away and never be missed,
Ere yet ever a month is gone.
Gillian's dead, God rest her bier--
How I loved her twenty years syne!
Marian's married; but I sit here,
Alive and merry at Forty Year,
Dipping my nose in Gascon wine.
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Is modesty a virtue?
She is modest, who hides her beauty.
It is she who hides her defects too.
She is modest, who conceals her love.
It is she who buries her infidelity too.
01.05.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stigma as enigma
Man has assigned to woman
The infidelity as the crown of stigma.
Woman has resigned to that task
And remains to man an enigma.
04.10.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Between The Thin Line
He was a bright, happy, smart kid to begin with
who always kept to himself by the dried lake
playing with the rainbows and butterflies
messing with the true colours of the world
So one gloomy Sunday boredom went to see him
to let the kid taste how bitter the reality really is!
but unexpectedly, the boy kicked the boredom in its ribs
and the boredom laughed so hard that its teeth fell off…
The good thing is after that day the boy learned one thing
he learned that boredom is a one ticklish son of a bitch!
so of course he, the boy kept doing what he loved doing
without giving a rats-arse about the rest of the god forsaken,
cruel, rat-trap of a world which he knew was surely out there
He yelled his lungs off at the empty, cloudless skies
jumped as far as the moon and breathed some fresh air,
swam through the seven oceans, walked a thousand miles,
flew over the skyscrapers and winked at the cute girls
who stood open mouthed, staring at him, behind windows
and rode the lightning across the tallest mountains
and so finally when the moments stood up on him
he simply refused to lose to the jumbled mess of confusion
which each and everyone out there refered to as life.
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Be the master of emotion.
Comforts breed irresistance.
Kindness breeds cowardice.
Hatred breeds blindness.
Ignorance breeds innocence.
Treat them as your servants.
10.05.2001, Pmdui
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hilda
I know a woman she is forty three
And she still search for an identity
I'm still a stranger to myself she say
And in the maze of life I've lost my way.
Retrenched from her job earlier this year
She does not know where she is going from here
She now live on welfare a quarter of her wage
And her barrier to employment is her age.
With job seekers half of her age she must compete
And she feels that by time she has been beat
At forty three on the wrong side of time
And employers see her as well beyond her prime.
She was a young woman twenty years ago
And Hilda herself still doesn't seem to know
Where her life's going to, she feels a lost soul
And a bleak looking future on the dole.
I know a woman she is unemployed
And out of work to her means loss of pride
And though on her birthday she was forty three
She still searches for an identity.
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