Lust starves
Proximity denied,
Intimacy scorned,
And chastity preserved
Women’s lust starves.
05.11.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Chastity in seclusion
Proximity is a deadly enemy
To unwanted intimacy.
Proximity alone is incapable
Of bringing intimacy
Unless women find in men
Some appreciative traits
That appeal to them irresistibly.
Chastity thrives in seclusion.
12.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love, Daughter of Lust.
Lust attracts man and woman;
Lust gives birth to love in them.
Love inhibits lust since then.
Lust starves and seeks to escape.
Adultery seems attractive.
18.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Intimacy is feared
Lovers fear secrecy
As they both have secrecy.
Intimacy means connecting
The inner core of the two,
Which will expose their weak spots,
Fearing which they fear intimacy.
They want bodily intimacy
Without soul’s intimacy.
Such intimacy betrays trust
And will wreck the very love.
15.12.2010
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Self denial
Men go after women whom they desire.
Women desire men and tempt with their looks.
Men are denied and women, self denied.
They both masturbate to meet their thirsts.
04.10.2010
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Women can’t be caged.
The reason why woman sleeps with men are:
Love, fear, gain curiosity, ambition,
Passion, intimacy, proximity
And discontentment. Women can’t be caged.
01.09.2011
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Ignorance yoke the couple
Civilizations brought in chastity;
Chastity gave birth to prostitution.
Man was sexually emancipated.
The yoke of chastity paid its price.
Male sex workers are in the emergence.
Woman is sexually emancipated.
Ignorance of one’s partner’s indulgence
Yokes together the couple for harmony.
28.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012
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The lust defined
Lust means luxuria, lechery, lasciviousness and sensuality.
Lust means intensive desire for sexual pleasure,
A taboo of the sixth commandments.
Lust is nothing but power, most aphrodisiacal.
Lust is carrying women in thought.
Lust is substituting prostitutes.
Lust is marrying and sustaining a family,
Putting up with children crying,
Overdoing themselves in explanation of lapses,
Looking at women they like to move around,
Buying expensive clothes for themselves,
Gifting valuables to women they have crush on,
Paying attention to woman other than their wives
To make up what was missing
Without knowing what it is.
In a nut shell, lust is in every action.
16.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love is Slippery
Love thrives in proximity
And dies from intimacy.
You will lose it on under - use.
You will leave it on overuse.
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Remembering Lena Horne
When she began her ballad,
an invisible torch melted her words,
slurring sex into sultry sounds.
The intimacy in her deep eyes
went straight to every man there.
Even women found themselves
limp with lust lingering on lips.
As she sang each sensual sound,
Her mouth formed words like a kiss.
Men sweated as they dreamed of
taking songs into the caverns
of their body, stalagmites forming
from music and imagination.
Their eyes closed. The dream grew.
Tones caressed shamelessly. Words went
from tongues exploring mouths of listeners,
a flagrant intimacy growing from song.
The spellbound crowd wished her music
would have no end. Each heavy breath
became shallow with expectations.
The final note brought no release.
Instead, the audience was left
with a prurient promise of more to come.
*Lena Horne died in May of 2010 and those of us lucky enough to hear her sing will never forget her.
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
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The sanctity of the chastity
Petrol is the most refined crude oil.
Chastity is the sanctified woman’s lust.
Both are highly inflammable products.
They both entail a constant vigilance
Against catching fire from the heat outside.
They spend themselves through evaporation
And through monotony mechanism.
Chastity exists under surveillance
And as such it must have no sanctity.
05.01.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lust, the root of youngness
Women portrayed
In romantic classics,
Heroines decked out
In celluloid,
Sexy music
In lusty lyrics, and
Thoughts and deeds
Fully around women
Are all manifestation
Of lust and lust
That we miss in our nest.
Lust, we need not detest.
Every action zeros to lust.
Every organ zeros to carbon.
13.11.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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You touched my tongue
With yours - blending buds,
Kindling minds, racing worlds,
Unifying two lovers - one body.
Tongues wrestled violently,
Fluidly, in fluid -
Juice flowed, fluidity rousing -
Endorphin storms erupted;
Hearts raged, blood gorged
Cock, clit, tit.
Search-party hands
- desperate -
Found their feelings,
Feeling up, squeezing, sliding,
Rubbing, working, fingers fiddling.
Lungs breathed - sighing, rushing,
Panting, huffing, heaving
- ciliated turmoil.
Hearts worked harder,
Forcing blood torrents;
Whirlpool minds raced,
Blinded, careless, caring, daring.
Clothes faded, cast out - jetsam.
Skin flesh moulded, melded -
Oh to split! for
Inner flesh wanted in.
Pulses pounded,
Rounded mounds flirted nipples
At the lips;
Phallus begging, forcing, pushing,
Pushed;
Ripples crossing skin dunes
Under shudders:
The Quake of Coming - coming -
Came.
We came.
We found.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Women cannot be free.
The chastity of woman is not practised voluntarily.
It is coerced by generations by patriarchy
With the dire consequence of death and estrangement.
In a cage, she feeds without lust, lusts without food.
Men never free women; Masters never free slaves.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
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In the early days of Christianity the exercise of chastity was frequently combined with a close and romantic intimacy of affection between the sexes which shocked austere moralists.
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The Disillusioned Love
Love thrives in proximity
And fades out in intimacy.
The disillusioned successful love
Will give you no higher valuation
Than the one the pending love would.
(02.02.2011)
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A culprit is over taxed.
I did some fraud that came out.
I was held a culprit for it.
Then there is a surge all around
To implicate me in every deal
I bought pieces of land from some
By paying more than the market price
And sold them as a unit twice higher.
Now they complain that I’d cheated.
I did fevours to some women,
Who granted me intimacy
And exploited my weakness.
Now they complain that I’d raped.
27.12.2010
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