Glory, the darling.
After parting,
You kept me by letters.
After a lapse,
You renewed it by a call.
After a gap,
You paid me a visit en rout.
A little later,
You acknowledged my love poem.
Today, hearing my return,
You came down to see me.
A good relation.
We both are not the same sex.
Is not it more
Than a mere good relation?
We are unexpressive.
Does it mean we didn’t express?
29.05.2002, Kottayam
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Knife is stolen
To love your heart, anyone can do
But to live in it, only the fortunate can.
To pay attention, every one likes
But to get in return, only the gifted can.
To tell you one’s mind, each one get tempted
But only the privileged can dare, of whom
The one who is acknowledged by you is the most privileged.
I found that I am the most privileged.
Rubber grows six years to tap.
The relation took six years to ripe.
But my parting deserts the tapping.
24.06.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A live together or live to gather?
What does it mean to say live to gather?
Will it be a correct advice to son from father?
When he says in this term means earn more
Do something to earn so time does run out before
We all live in life to eat and gather more and more
We fail to deliver anything good before reaching shore
You got to gain the ground and pass the taste on floor
It is life so you will have to face all odds waiting in store
It is living in harmony with good relation
Inner strength reveal in the form of good elation
Solving all problems before it raises any question
Listening attentively to the piece of advice or suggestions
It is word of jugglery which makes us to live in confusion
Living in together means facing life with lot of energy and infusion
Trying to sort it smooth it out before it raises its ugly head
Joint efforts to counter the menace and wisely read
What is use of living to gather when there is absolutely nothing to gather?
They are all relations and stand in the form of brother, mother and father
What is essence of living together means synchronizing the efforts?
Live together with aim of maintaining relation with good rapport
We may go on collecting enough of wealth till the end
It will be great love loss and life will be dry without friends
You may get everything but without any sweet relations
All material gains at feet but no joy at heart without soul elevation
It is something more to live together than to strive for live to gather
Both are equally important for life to pass the time with wonders
You can live peacefully if you have gathered enough to last
Life can be at receiving odds and may run out very fast
It is mere coincidence that we live apart but still live together
We definitely want to sail smooth and go still further
We don’t want to disturb anybody and try for very good passage
This is how we accept the challenge and deliver it as message
Sometimes we don’t see eye to eye and live at opposite poles
Relation is strained and can be witnessed with lot of holes
It is useless to call live in relation when there exists none at all
It may then amount to total breakup in relation and sudden fall
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Your Love Is So Good For Me
(ken peterson)
Your love is so good for me
Your love is so good for me
Every day you're on my mind
Wanna be near you all the time
You made my poem rhyme
And my heart began to sing again
The day your eyes met mine
Your love is so good for me
Your love is so good for me
Two hearts just running free
Like a wind song through the trees
Your love does not possess
It just holds me where i wanna be
With binds of tenderness
Your love is so good for me
Your love is so good for me
Baby, you know your love is so good
It's good
You know it's good
Like a star up in the sky
Burning brightly, you and i
Time will tell if love survives
For we only have today
And today love is alive
Your love is so good for me
Your love is so good for me
It's so good
You know your love is so good,
So good for me...
It's so good
No need to say the words
When you touch me they will be heard
You gave so much to me
And you showed me how to love the way
True love was meant to be
Your love is so good for me
Your love is so good for me
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Be meaningful.
Attending a function,
Without meeting the host
Or recording your visit
Is as good as not attending.
Letters must be replied.
Receipts must be acknowledged.
Love must be requited.
Gifts should be compensated.
09.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Own Thought
You were lost in your own thoughts
You were in dilemma what is to be left and what is to be brought
I was just before you and inviting
Your eyes were wide open and denying
You were just lost in dreams
I knew it was me and not Him
You wanted company and association
Lovely stay with healthy relation
I just responded a call
It was risky high wall
I had to scale and pass the message
It was opening on new page
It seemed you made me prisoner
It was bound to happen later or sooner
It was happening unusual
How any one can take it as casual?
I was just around but you didn’t notice
It was my wish and sincere promise
I wanted to be very close and come
You were there with waiting eyes to welcome
Love binds in very good relation
It lasts without any question
There is always openness and sacrifice
At least not to go away and break the promise
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To be anchored
Both needs to be anchored safely
As sea can be rough but ship can sail smoothly
Both have honest prelude to get united
One is with consent and another secretly dated
Love demands more to be accommodative
One can not remain spectator and selective
Both may take you on dangerous turn
To come back safely may be a good return
Dating is good to find suitable partner
It is good for the new and beginner
They can have mutual discussion
Apart from love and earnest passion
There is nothing like courting the love
It is mutually convenient and lightly drove
It may be dangerous as live volcano
Upon eruption, it can turn into inferno
Both are ideal to feel naughty
Not one can be weak and another as mighty
It is mutual surrender for lasting relation
To desert in love at this stage is out of question
See the reason through and stand for test
It may be ideally suited as best
Go for the accommodation in same boat
Life may seem nice with sugar coat
You will have to think for real and ever lasting relation
You may have nice feeling with very good indication
It may come easily to you if made little thrust
Only small portion in mind may have to prove as trust
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Killer Of Human Resource
It's a time
needs 5 minutes
to purchase
a relation
love or hatred
amity or enmity
just the distance
of a ring
It's yet the time
needs a life
to make relation
with poem and poetry
And when
anyone stab a writing
or swallowing from a shelf
criminal offense should be imposed
to throw one into dark destiny
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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The Delight Song of Tsoai-Talee
I am a feather on the bright sky
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads
I am the farthest star
I am the cold of the dawn
I am the roaring of the rain
I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake
I am a flame of four colors
I am a deer standing away in the dusk
I am a field of sumac and pomme blanche
I am an angle of geese in the winter sky
I am the hunger of a young wolf
I am the whole dream of these things
You see, I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the Gods
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to everything that is beautiful...
You see, I am alive, I am alive
poem by Navarre Scott Momaday
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Love and sex
“I am confused with love and sex”
I was argued straight on face
I had to answer with full logic
As human relation has its basic
It is nothing but one supplement to another
No one can lead it without either
One must understand the basic concept of nature
Life can be understood fully and made sure
We are basically wild animal but refined
With change of time very nicely defined
But basic instinct remain that of animal
We go wild and put the shows dismal
Not that we can not control and regulate
Not that we can not express or relate
But at certain time we are driven crazy
Very fast at acceptance and never a lazy
It spoils the relation at first
Some hurry may make it worst
The sexual desire may overcome frankness
The relation is soured and results in hardness
I would not mix love with lust
No one can deny it is not must
Whether it is through love or one sided
It has some reason behind and very much provided
So when I demand for it means little of importance
It may be often or once a while or at once
That gives little of satisfaction for some union
That can lead on to prove good companion
This is how some of the good relations are built
It has no bad intention to be called guilt
They are nicely understood and given go ahead
Life is to be made smooth with resolve to lead
I shall. not shroud it in thick cloud
To malign it often speak so loud
Love demands strict confidence and privacy
It may strengthen with more of its frequency
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Two is the best combination.
A company of two is good for a walk or for a journey.
Of three, for a chat or for shopping.
If more than that, intimacy is lost.
Don’t move in gang for a pleasure trip.
29.05.2002, Kottayam
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I held her hand
I held her hand and requested
Tried to molly her and stand contested
It was never a betrayal that she feared
I beg her pardon and some what it was cleared
Lots of call per day at home puzzled her
Why so many females ring and bother
What makes them to make call at odd hour?
When he is away sometimes or on tour
This had made her to be suspicious
This remained for many days as continuous
This is quite natural for any female
As many husbands never try and fail
It warrants some love and true action
People don’t care much to the reaction
It brings to the stage on no return
Then whole scene is change in turn
It is not good to have hostile reception
The relation must remain cordial from inception
Husband and wife must act as one pair
There should be enough time to repair
It is natural to develop some misgivings
We are all made of one substance and called human beings
We react to some of the disliking
The end result is never striking
If some good sense prevails
Then any attempt to vitiate fails
It turns back to same relation
Room for any doubt goes out of question
Wife needs enough of care and attention
Some sweet words, praise and nice mention
She will have no room to complaint anytime
We must seize such opportunities sometimes
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I knew you were
I knew you were hiding
Your eyes were searching and finding
I was complete lost as were blinding
With all your appearance as if chiding
It was my first encounter at your home
I was called for no other reason but to welcome
They desired our relation to turn into permanent bond
As I had expressed my desire and showed I too was fond
It is still tradition in many parts of the world
The warmth in relation is felt in many folds
It is taken as beginning of new chapter inn relation
It is quoted in family circle as very good indication
The history is witness that two kingdoms are brought closer
They were fighting for years with precious blood and looser
This blood relation has proved a new beginning for peace
The continents have lived for years with very much ease
The relation has come to stand an acid test
Both the sides want to extend the relation to their best
This is one form of convenience suited to almost all
It is operated at all levels and considered as ritual call
I considered marriage as holy union
The need was felt for suitable companion
It is almost done by family members
Its joy and happiness is always remembered
It will be too much to ask from groom
She will only be confined to the room
You may be lucky to have little conversation
Rest of the ceremony will be marred by the questions
The arrival final day is very auspicious
The preparation for days together is continuous
The final day is heaved with sigh of relief when knot is tied
It will only be said then that two families are united
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Love is thee name
Love is thee name
Even wild can be tamed
Such a gift from almighty
It is good luck to dream of divine beauty
Person is lucky to dream it in sleep
No one on earth can afford to skip
Relation can turn soar with little tongue slip
Love is such a weapon to make you sentimental and weep
Love is to taken in broader terms
To love a person is no harm
Even God bless those who long for it
It is always good to wish and greet
Love costs nothing in any form
It keeps relation very warm
Hate finds no place
Always love and no mad race
God showers on those
Who stand with trust to repose?
How God can be indifferent to such persons?
He will always be merciful with solid reasons
It is one way of remaining close to almighty
Since all are like children and it is his duty
To keep you in good shape with care
Else is there any place to somewhere?
Carry the whole world with your attitude
There should be no reason or prelude
It is always recognized and accepted
How can one be indifferent and reject?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Broken glass
Let us not take the love as outer attraction
Good figure with beautiful smile and affection
With springs arrival even flowers bloom with fragrance
Here we are human being and have the chance only once
"Unlike charges attract each other and like charges repel"
The science theory rushed to mind for something to tell
Man and woman are meant for carrying on generation
Some kind of permanent bond is must in form of relation
As has been observed many times from the sad tales
Many hearts are broken simply to turn the face pale
The reason attributed to is not big reason but suspicion
Breaking all kind of links and return to pavilion
I thought and rethought over complete things
There was no such reason which warranted something
I was stunned at his behavior to pull me down
As we were so close and popularly known
He did not understand my compulsion for not falling outright
This had resulted in to minor scuffle and little fight
He was outrageous and in anger broke of the relation
I was not prepared for it but had given already indication
I am simple girl and believed in maintaining the harmony
As I believed and had reason to believed that it had failed with so many
I took cautious approach and tried for reconciliation
There was no result as it lacked perfect oscillation
Love kind of thing is not that easy as people put
Heart is filled with grief and doors are permanently shut
Mirror reflects thousand of reflection
Which is of no use to very good relation?
I am broken completely and my faith is shaken
It will take time to heal and can not be retaken
I am for good relation and never shut it fir future
Yet I got to be careful and make it doubly sure
Love is not for fun and be taken as game
No one may be bold enough to share the blame
Girl may be subjected to all kinds of pressure
Where as love is divine affair and can be called sacred treasure
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Good Day
The sky is blue but there are clouds in my head,
With big decisions looming ahead.
The sun is out but the room is so grey,
So much confusion headed my way.
Get positive, try to be gay.
News of the world, tea and biscuits in bed.
The headlines said that diana is dead.
She couldnt act much but she put on a show.
She always smiled even when she felt low.
I used to fancy her a long time ago.
So today has got to be a good day,
Today is gonna be a good day,
Today is gonna be a good day,
Good day, good day, good day.
Holes in my socks and I cant find my shoes.
Its no surprise that Im singing the blues.
So many holes in my life still to mend,
And someone just said that the worlds gonna end.
So today better be a good day,
Today is gonna be a good day,
Today has got to be a good day,
Good day, good day, good day, good day.
If we blow away the past with a bloody great blast,
Make it fast, make it fast.
So have a good day today because it could be your last,
Make it last, make it last.
Will it light up the sky?
Will it blot out the sun?
Well weve waited this long,
So it better be a good one.
Good day, good day, good day.
Yeah, its gonna be a good day.
Hey baby, if you come back home itll be a good day today.
They could drop a small atom bomb on the city today,
But if you walk through that door honey, you know itll be a good day.
And now survival is my only aim.
I call friends and see if any remain.
Who was that girl who used to be my flame?
Id call her if I could remember her name.
So today is gonna be a good day,
Today has got to be a good day,
Today is gonna be a good day,
Good day, good day, good day, good day.
Hey diana, Ive really got to learn to take a tip from you,
Put on my makeup and try to make the world take notice of you.
Yeah, its gonna be good day today.
Good day, gonna be a good day.
(repeat)
song performed by by Kinks
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The Awaited Visit
A True Story;
As experienced and written by Ron Tranmer
I decided to go to a rest home
to see an old friend one day.
I stopped to speak to a lady
who I noticed was looking my way.
She was happy that I came over.
There was something she wanted to say.
She smiled and said from her wheelchair,
"My boy will come visit today."
It's been quite a while since I've seen him,
He's always quite busy you know…
He doesn't live too far from here,
And he knows that I love him so.
Each morning as I rise from bed
My prayer is the same as I say,
Father In Heaven, I ask but one thing,
That my boy will come visit today.
He was always such a good boy.
And the only child we had.
He was only 10 years old
When I lost my husband…his dad.
He married soon after college.
And got a great job with good pay
He calls me at times on the telephone,
But I know he'll come visit today.
I'm lonely here in the rest home.
How I long for my son to come by.
They tell me my health is now failing,
But he'll visit before I must die."
I leaned over and gave her a hug
And the tears on my cheeks wiped away.
She smiled and said, there's no need to cry,
My boy will come visit today."
poem by Ron Tranmer
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Personal wish
I was taught by parents not to hate or make any mention
They were right in their thinking with full assertion
Since then it has remained as my personal wish
I wanted the life to pass on easily and finish
So many times I had rough time with friends
There were altercation and scuffle at the end
It was making me bad as not good companion
Even though we advocated cause and were champion
We all decided to bury the differences
We had drawn lesson and inference
It was always good to think positive
Even though one can always remain subjective
When fire rages from within
It does not let any thing in
The anger and hatred can be visibly seen
No one would love to see your face or very keen
It is not going to serve any good
This fact must be clearly understood
Even your comments may worsen it further
It will add to tension and force you to bother
The stage is arrived with failure or frustration
It may always hunt you with big question
It may not only spoil the relation
But break the existing bond in excitation
You will loose the support from close relatives
Friends too may desert you in time of needs
You will left in isolation and avoided
They will boycott you in case decided
The relation will not be restored that easily
It may leave you in dejection and make wearily
No one has benefited from the continuous rage
It will be difficult to sustain and manage
Sometimes irrational statements make things worse
It can not improved upon even you express remorse
It will push you to the backward seat
There will not be cordial relation when you will greet
The river looses its reputation of being mother when in spate
Even though people pray her and consider as simple fate
Such is the case with anger and hate when take place
No good amount of efforts can remedy it or replace
What is good in keeping the temper cool?
It prevents you from acting as fool
Since it is performed in stage of not having brakes
It will vitiate the cordial relation and break
We must learn to live with balanced approach
Many a times we may have to pass through as such
It will be nice if we are able to stave off the situation
Rest all can be brought under control without further aggravation
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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This is a shouting poem
This is a SHOUTING poem.
Not a gentle wildflower poem
not a whispering-of-love poem
A SHOUTING POEM.
This is a POSTER poem.
Not a subtly persuading poem.
not a think-about-it poem
A POSTER POEM
This is a HARD OF HEARING poem.
What?
I said a HARD OF HEARING POEM
This is a LOST SPECTACLES poem
to test your sight.
No no not LAST TESTICLES
NO TRY THE NEXT LINE -
A LOST SPECTACLES POEM
This is a HAVE YOU SEEN MY? poem.
I know I put it down somewhere.
Are you sure you haven't seen it?
Oh no, you didn't use it for THAT...?
Why are you laughing it's not funny.
I hadn't even finished it...
This is an ACROSS THE ROOM poem.
Read it while you're in bed
watching TV
doing the ironing
reading the newspapers
putting the new wallpaper up
combing the cat
having a bath
washing the car
talking to the neighbours
gardening
this is an ACROSS THE ROOM POEM
This is a BLOWN ACROSS THE STREET POEM
no need to run after it
and pick it up
just watch it blow
maybe wonder
if you missed anything
poem by Michael Shepherd
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It's a poem thing
A poem is a thing to express your feelings,
A poem is a thing to express your rageing...
A poem is a thing to express your sadness,
A poem is a thing to express your madness...
A poem is a thing to express your heart,
A poem is a thing to express your art...
A poem is a thing to express your real self,
A poem is a thing to express your necessities that are more than art...
A poem is a thing to know,
A poem it a thing we all should and could know...
This is what a poem thing should show...
poem by Alexandra Greif
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0005 a SHOUTING poem
This is a SHOUTING poem.
Not a gentle wildflower poem
not a whispering-of-love poem
A SHOUTING POEM.
This is a POSTER poem.
Not a subtly persuading poem.
not a think-about-it poem
A POSTER POEM
This is a HARD OF HEARING poem.
A what?
I said a HARD OF HEARING POEM
This is a LOST SPECTACLES poem
to test your sight.
No no not LAST TESTICLES
no try the next line - -
A LOST SPECTACLES POEM
now where did I put them
This is a HAVE YOU SEEN MY? poem.
I know I put it down somewhere.
Are you sure you haven't seen it?
Oh no, you didn't use it for THAT...?
Why are you laughing it's not funny.
I hadn't even finished it...
This is an ACROSS THE ROOM poem.
Read it while you're in bed
watching TV
doing the ironing
reading the newspapers
putting the new wallpaper up
combing the cat
having a bath
washing the car
talking to the neighbours
gardening
this is an ACROSS THE ROOM POEM
This is a BLOWN ACROSS THE STREET POEM
no need to run after it
and pick it up
just watch it blow
maybe wonder
if you missed anything
(revised)
poem by Michael Shepherd
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