Love, defined.
What is love: the talk of two eyes,
the pull of two auras,
the mix of two chemistries,
the thaw of two hearts,
the fusion of two skins,
or
the urge of two gametes
to get whole in chromosome?
I think
It is the last one,
Which is manifested in all.
21.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To relieve the urge is the urge.
You feel relieved
when the urge to eat is met.
You feel relieved
When the urge to drink is met.
The same relief you get,
When the urge to purge out
And the urge to pee are met.
Releasing the urge is the pleasure.
24.03.2001, Pmdi
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Love outlive lust
Love for a girl does not infringe
The love one has for one’s mother.
Desire for a woman does not spoil
The love one has for one’s wife.
.
Love for mother from the umbilical cord.
Love for wife from the fusion gametes.
They are not extinguishable, and will stay.
Covalan at last returned to Kannaki,
Winsome Madhavi abandoned.
27.12.2000, Pmdi
[Annotation refers to the ancient Tamil Epic Silapathikaram]
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Eyeless is lifeless.
Love at first sight takes place by eyes.
Child communicates with mother merely by eyes.
Between lovers, between couples,
Warmth and cold often waft through eyes.
You woo a girl by her eyes.
Tacit look of Rosalind made Orlando
Conquer the wrestler, Charles.
Lips can talk but eyes only reach.
27.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sexual attraction, defined
What is sexual attraction?
Man tip gets gametes
Which have the halved chromosomes
And the opposite too have likewise.
Unless they join each other,
The two halves can’t be the whole.
Hence, both tips are desperate
To come in contact with.
Their urge is equaling to the urge to live.
08.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Birth of love is certain
Love is fulfilled;
Love is sublimated;
Love is blighted;
Love is aborted;
Love is slaughtered.
Irrespective of ends,
Love is born
Whenever two agreeable
Mental gametes meet,
As a prelude to physical union.
11.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A woman is ambiguous
He chances to set his eyes upon her chest
As she with her pallu hides her bust.
Is her act to hire his eyes still longer
Or to blur his eyes away from her nest?
07.01.2001, Pmdi
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Twenty Zero One
2001 - where do I belong
I got my mind but I dont know where my head has gone
2001 - baby where you been
Its pornographic, internet, traffic on my screen
2001 - shes just a maniac
Its not for me but my baby really needs a crack
2001 - dont want the sex to stop
I took a pill now its killing me to keep it up
2001 - I know whats goin on
You wanna take my soul and change it for another one
2001 - those liquid crystal eyes, they really suit you honey
Let me get them in your size
2001 - by 2032 you can be me, and with a little luck
I can be you
2001 - let me bless you son
Help you believe with my semi-automatic gun
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Let us be heterogeneous
Breed the horse fit for race
And discard all unfit horses.
A good theory for its race.
To us? To pull the cart and plough the field
Must there be some dull horses too.
Let us be heterogeneous.
27.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman is the beautiest
The most beautiful creature
is woman, no doubt.
But one condition clause-
‘To the eyes of man.’
09.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Which is Hell?
Wise man, who first said life was hell-
He must have come from this barrack,
The desert of moustaches and uniforms
And parched skins of soldiers.
The Sahara of women-less.
Here the love rarely touches life.
When it ignites, we struggle
With surging melancholic romance.
Lust is the root of love.
With out woman where is love?
No woman in sight, we are in hell.
We dry. Glands dry. So does our heart.
Every where blossom-less faces.
A coal mine with dirt and dust,
Where creatures are the destitute,
Whose life and work is more than a hell.
It is hell where men live without women.
The barrack is the hell as wise men rightly said.
26.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love is not a contract
Love is a magnetic pull.
The pull is instant between two,
And suddenly at first sight.
Love that grows depending
On other considerations
Is variable with other factors.
12.07.2001, Pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lets talk about love
Call me darling,
I will call you darling,
Tell me you love me,
I will tell you i need you,
Sit down lets talk about love
Pull me close to you,
I will hold your hand and smile,
Reach your lips unto me,
Will open my eyes and kiss you,
Kiss me again and lets talk about love
Look into my eyes,
I will hold your cheek and bluff,
Talk about babies and i will talk about love
Talk about bed and i will talk about the sopha
Tell me that you need and i will smile,
Come to darling, lets talk about love
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The bilateral pull
My dear!
I am all mad to hold you near.
I am sad to lose you ever.
Now and then I pay you my care.
To return it bare, you didn’t brave.
My beloved!
No day passed that I have not loved.
No week passed that I have not versed.
No month is gone, I have not emoted.
You never requited, simply stored.
My darling!
You are all the time in my noting.
No one blooms as you did, in my writing.
No one moved you as I did, in wooing.
I am doting, seemingly in vain.
My sweet!
You know, a moth in life never sulks
That the Tulip by no time beckoned
And that it never had a suck or hug.
Yet the moth is on move to gladden.
You, a fixed Sun,
I, a revolving Earth,
there is a pull between us,
the pull being not unilateral.
25.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Living in fallacy
We fall under the spell of many women
With whom we had no contacts in person.
Film stars, singers and television stars.
Where are chemistries, magnetic pulls or
Corporal attraction? What is the cause?
Agreeable image is enough to spur.
Human brain learnt to live on fallacy and fantasy.
25.08.2001, Pakd
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True drive hardly dies
When we were under a roof,
We spoke by eyes, lips dumb.
Now away, unseen each other,
We see by voice, eyes blind.
Afar, I see you by your words
Like a blind sees by his limbs.
30.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You must be realistic realistic
Is it possible that you can seek a bride
Who never fell in love with anyone
Or with whom no one ever was in love?
It is like seeking one in whose home
No death was ever born?
05.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Push or pull but be not still
Anything or anyone, you praise.
There are people to support you.
Anything or anyone, you thrash.
There are people to elevate you.
Praise or thrash, do it effectively.
Bigger, you grow. So does your shadow.
By either way you move away.
By pull or push, the cart can move out.
01.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman lives in secrecy.
You can, in a mirror, see yourself
But you can never see yourself
The way you are to someone else.
You won’t appear to yourself
The way you do to a man’s eyes.
Many things you adorn yourself with
As per wishes of someone else.
That someone else is none other
Than your spouse or lover.
You are the doll without voice, dear woman.
That is why you are shrouded in secrecy.
07.05.2001, Pmdi
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Grief gauges love
How deep you were in love with
A woman can be discerned well
By the strength and the length of grief
That her departure affected you.
02.05.2001, Pmdi
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No harm to be frank.
I adore many, alive or dead,
Who might know me or not,
Who might love me or not,
Or who might not know
I loved them.
Yet I love them
And love loving them.
A cute lady or a winsome heroine
Is no way different.
Why should I feel shy
When I admire them
And admit it in open.
27.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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