Modesty reveals.
Given a toned body,
And confidence in looks,
A woman is alluring
Without revealing flsh.
Men folks would admire her
And will not leer at her.
01.01.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Be Sexy Effortlessly
Being sexy is not revealing parts.
Being sexy is highlighting features.
Highlight hair, ears, neck, upper back,
Arms or legs but one or two at a time.
There's a fine line between being sexy
And being cheap, which a woman must note.
For a toned body, no need of windows.
For defying hair, no need of hair-do.
For evenness of the skin, no cosmetics;
For hygiene body, no need of perfume.
On a pair of high heels one is sexy
With breasts forward and buttocks upward.
To look sexy, woman must feel sexy.
In feeling sexy, she gains confidence
About her sexual prowess and command.
Be sexy effortlessly and feed man's eyes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Be it a potted pant
One may draw confidence
From the robe or crown he wears.
One may draw confidence
From the skin he possesses.
One may boast with confidence
From the connection he has.
Confidence grows to pride,
Pride, to conceit and conceit,
To vanity or atrocity.
Be confidence a potted plant.
06.03.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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The face reveals
In a revealing or provocative pose
It's easy for a woman to catch men's eyes.
In a concealing pose if one does it,
It's due to her face, which reveals the rest.
28.04.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Catherine
on top of me is a woman's body
after
a moan is another woman's body
a door opens
for a woman's dressed body
a window closes
for a woman's naked body
Catherine
wolverine in a woman's body
pure cotton
dangling softness in a man's naked mind.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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A Motswana Woman
Believe me you or not…
Every where she goes, she makes heads turn
Every place she enters, it ought to make people stare
And, they just cannot help it but to ask themselves
Where this woman comes from
A beautiful and peaceful country in Southern Africa
That’s where she hails from
A country with a passionate, caring and friendly nation
Proudly from Botswana, that's where she comes from
This woman is so different
From any other woman, be it British, American,
Asian and let alone African
The shape of her face, her nose, and her thick dark lips
Which become so pronounced when she keeps her coolness
Her genuine smile, it’s so contagious
For when she smiles, you ought to smile too
The fullness of her bosom, with a well-defined cleavage
The curve of her broad Setswana hips
Which when she walks swing from side to side
“Mahepa-poo” as Batswana affectionately refer to them
Her waist so trim like that one of a wasp
With a butt so round and plump
Her stride, as it is portrayed by her well-shaped legs
Men themselves can never cease to admire
This unique creation of God
And they can’t help it but to passionately say
“Ngwana o tshwere di-body”
A Motswana woman, indeed a cut above the rest
The kinkiness of her peach black thick afro,
And the glossiness of her dark chocolate skin
Her unique accent as she speaks
Reveals her typical 'Setswana' accent
Her possession of all these unique features
Leaves many to admire
Truly, an “African Queen” in the making
Now you will understand why this woman
Always portrays herself with confidence but not Ego
And, why she doesn’t walk with her head bowed down,
She walks tall and she walks proud
And when you see her passing by
It ought to make you know that, this woman.
Is not just any other woman, but a Motswana woman
For a Motswana woman, that is her! ! !
(A DEDICATION TO ALL THE WOMEN OF BOTSWANA)
poem by Mantho Joyce Zandi Koveya

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You are a woman!
A real woman,
your beauty glitters evry where,
your smile takes away a man's heart.
You are a leader of nations,
a leader of other women,
you can bring life to earth
and parent child without hesitation.
You have the potential
creating things,
Significance glows unto you.
Protection is what you
live over, you've got
no fear, you can create a home
and make people feel at home.
You are a woman of liberation,
a woman of thoughts
and opinions, a woman of passion
and compasion,
a woman of courage
and resilence, a woman who cares
for her body, a woman
of confidence.
You are a real woman.
poem by Anelisa Rulumeni

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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
My dreams are of a
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poem by Mark R Slaughter

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When That Body And The Soul Meets
If it's felt with-in-side,
And you've got it
That good rhythm!
That rhythm would be in your feet.
If you've got it!
You'd feel it with each patting,
Tapping out a movement
That begins your feet,
Patting beats.
Rhythmically.
If it's felt with-in-side,
And you've got it.
That good rhythm!
That rhythm would be in your feet.
If you've got it!
You'd feel it with each,
Patting of.
Both your feet.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's that feeling done on dance floors,
When that body and the soul meets.
And benefits the one who's real.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's that feeling done on dance floors,
When that body and the soul meets.
And benefits the one who's real.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When that body and the soul meets.
If it's there you've got to rock it.
When that body and the soul meets.
When that body and the soul meets.
It's a feeling you must reveal.
When the body and soul meet,
It's revealing.
When the soul and body meet.
It's revealing.
And healing.
Few people believe.
When the body and soul meet,
It's revealing.
When the soul and body meet.
It's revealing.
And healing.
Few people believe.
When the body and soul meet,
It's revealing.
When the soul and body meet.
It's revealing.
And healing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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Beauty in crescendo
Romantic, when being a girl,
Vivacious, when being a spinster,
Alluring, when having married,
Serene, when carrying,
Self confident, when in lactation,
Arresting, as a young mother,
Assuring, as a mother of teens,
Soulful, as a young grandmother
A woman will pose to men folks.
06.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Slate World Her Oyster
such style pride in the walk
of an alluring young woman
personality sexuality poised
model legs confidence strides
slate world her oyster she a pearl
open to youth's opportunities
strutting flash photography rarified
her own submissive centre sage catwalk
a model fashion statement spotlighted
poem by Terence George Craddock

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Is life beautiful?
An intellectual woman, I admire.
A pleasant woman, I befriend.
An exciting woman, I desire.
A sincere woman, I love.
A liberal woman I try for.
How is life beautiful?
17.02.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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I was a woman
I am not a clever woman
I was a woman who understood
I'm not a strong woman
I was a very brave woman
I'm not an arrogant woman
I am a woman who has self-esteem
I'm not a proud woman
I am a woman trying to protect a fragile heart
But actually I created as being a weak
that should be protected and cherished
Although God gave me the ability to face the cruel life in solitude
Copyright © 2012
Confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have. It's much sexier than any body part.
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Does It Not Mean? I Love You
I never send
Flowers to you
Nor did I write any letter
To you
I never spend any time
With you
I never talk about you
But I adore you
Silently admire you
Become restless
At least once in a day
When I do not hear
From you
See you in my dreams
Pray for your happiness
Do not allow anybody
To speak ill of you
My face shines
When some body
Praises you
Does it not mean?
I love you
23-08-2012
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela

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Good-looking & Looking-good
Good-looking is a god sent gift.
Looking-good is a man made art.
Women are adept in the art.
Men are respondents to their crafts.
Looking-good is being hygiene.
Looking-good is a toned body.
The dress fit to the frame, with hues
Matching the skin is good-looking.
Feeling self-worth adds to beauty.
Being virtuous is a beauty.
Being appearance conscious
Is the norm of being beautiful.
Reachable and attainable
As these are, it is within you
To become looking-good in case
You are not endowed with good looking.
17.07.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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A Poem for All Men and Women!
Woman,
Demean not your body
Given to you
For a divine purpose!
Woman,
You're not mere body, though!
A soul's passage
To an earthly sojourn
Is no spitoon!
The hips
That hold life secure
The breasts
That nourish growth
The body
That bears the world
Can never be a play-field
For the undeserving
For those who look upon it
As a booty to loot!
It's not for measly men
Who price it at their whim!
Woman,
Ridden with pain
Your body is a celebration too
Woman,
Your body is a unique creation
To house creation!
poem by Indira Babbellapati

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Eine Welt Ohne Dich
Ich will nicht sehen, was ich sehe
Nicht hren, was ich hre von Dir
Ich will nicht wissen, was ich wei
Denn es ttet die Hoffnung in mir
Es ist mir ganz egal, wer der Schuldige war
Ich will dich zurck, was auch immer geschah
Refrain:
Ich will nicht gehen, in eine Welt ohne Dich
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
Da, da, da,
Ich will nicht fhlen, was ich fhle
Nicht glauben, was man mir erzhlt
Ich will nicht hassen, wen ich liebe
Wenn mir Deine Liebe so fehlt
Diese Bilder von Dir, rauben mir den Verstand
Sind wie Schsse ins Herz, ins Gedchtnis gebrannt
Refrain:
Ich will nicht gehen, in eine Welt ohne Dich
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
Nur mit Trnen im Blick, denk ich an Dich zurck
Wenn ich geh wird der Abschied sehr schwer
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
Da, da, da,
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
Nichts ist so leer, wie eine Welt ohne Dich
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Hands
Your hands
When they
Come to me
They seek
Sex in my
Body.
I would rather
Hold my daughter's
Hands that seek
Love in me.
For, I admire hands
That adulate me as a
Woman, showering
Affection on me…
Rather than -
Debasing me as a body
And denigrating me…
poem by Aparna Chatterjee

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CNN found that Hillary Clinton is the most admired woman in America. Women admire her because she's strong and successful. Men admire her because she allows her husband to cheat and get away with it.
Mind colours sexualities
The concealed breasts of a lady
Has more power to tempt men folks
Than the cleavage of a harlot.
The deducted cleavage of the known
Has more power to tempt men folks
Than the revealing one of the unknown.
Sex gets force from mind-set-up.
29.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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