Mother to daughter
As an infant in my arms,
As a baby on my shoulder,
As a child on my laps,
As a kid held by my hand,
As a girl kept in my care,
As a spinster in my guard,
As a bride with my concern,
As a mother kept in focus,
You have drifted away from me.
Distance extends.
Relation fades.
Umbilical cord reminds
You are a part of me.
My concern for you remains.
02.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Could be a cruel mother
My husband’s mother loved,
Cared and nursed my son,
More than she did her son,
Pouring her sweats and time.
Someone caring my son
Must be a source of pride
To me beside a relief.
Yet I felt most perturbed.
The child grew under her care;
The child found a good time
To be found near her
With its back towards me.
The lady must exit.
She did as I planned.
The child fell sick and felt
Bad about her absence.
I’ve been much relieved.
The child has much grieved.
I became much spirited
And the child, dispirited.
The welfare of the child
Was not my concern, ho!
My sole concern was that
It was under my spell.
Aren’t I a cruel mother?
21.09.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Fight over new born
Mothers fight over new born
Hospital staff along with doctor was on a run
Two women gave a birth to baby boy and girl
Both were happy as one enjoyed her son as pearl
Both kids were taken to next room
To clean up and enjoy a baby boom
Handed over baby after normal procedure
This sealed a fate for their coming future
The staff realized a grave error soon
The tags were wrongly put on
Both mothers had given natural feed
They both had dreamed and had real need
Doctor came back with concern and rushed
All the relatives were hurled one side and pushed
The error was explained and tried to pacify
But both women were adamant and did not justify
Male baby was taken care of well
The female baby was to bear woes tale
She was not accepted by any of two
The story is fact and certainly true
The doctors suggested D.N.A. test
Convinced a lot and hoped for best
New born is taken care of in another ward
One mother is willing but another is offering no word
How come love can be different from mother's side?
Any mother will claim tall and express pride
I witnessed it as sudden arrival of autumn
We all are carried away as simple human
No one may like to distinguish
From baby boy or baby girl to finish
It is not new thing or of our creation
Child is link for building new relation
Many a times such stories appear
Only child is treated badly and bear
All brunt from the parent side
And wait for sweet embrace but who will decide?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Illicit father is never loved
Her neighbour was dead and she shed no tears
As must be beholden to in spite of
His care and concern lavished on her
For she found him her mother’s paramour.
You cannot please one whose mother you lust.
04.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Manners count
It is your dress, cleanliness and manner,
Not your skin, countenance, and glamour,
That earns you a woman’s concern.
Your clean mind, clean teeth, clean habit,
Not your muscles, jewels and wallet
Are which earn you a woman’s concern.
Be your manner and calls above her reproach.
Refrain from over care and over indulgence.
Then you will have earned a woman’s concern.
You lend her your ear and not eye.
You tend her passion, not her lust.
You will have won her concern.
If you have no concern for women,
If you have no woman’s concern,
Then no use of you being born.
13.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Sad To Be Without You
Sad to be without you
Sad to laugh withot you
Sad to live without you
Because I feel that
The umbilical cord
Broke after you died
And I was left behind
Feeling sad that
I was not connected
To that umbilical cord
poem by Aldo Kraas

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The Beauty of a Mother
The beauty of a woman starts
When her womb begins to grow
The child that she'll give birth
Soon will call her, “my mother”
The beauty of a mother reigns
When her arms cradle her child
And her charm shines within
Her heart full of love and care
The beauty of mother un-fades
When her hands guide her child
In all places walking side by side
To protect her child from danger
The beauty of a mother is her brain
To teach her child to read and write
To let the child know the difference
Of what is wrong and what is right
The beauty of a mother is her act
To treat her child without compare
To list none of whatsoever is best
For her child is the gem of her life
Then the beauty of mother reflects
From the eyes of her child in return
To respect, love, and care for her
When age and time set them apart
poem by Efren Petalver Carranza

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Umbilical
Chiming bells, uproaring thunder-like voices, merry making, upon the promulgation of a child
Cries emanates, just as the umbilical cord becomes set for cut
The daunts & wearies of the child opens in sheer despairity
Seeming 'a punishment' at birth
Oops! Just flustery scenes advertently nothing can be done
An anti-thesis like an armoury clad then render at the time due making the sky deeply frightened but yet not taken aback
An enticement, never can it be ignored, not even on the 'kerstmis' in a year of plenty
Umbilical cord it hovers, armistic it acts as the child gasp for breath
A separation & passage which broils unto humanity, the adventures ahead and the apportioned destinies.
But knowingly, even after the darkest of unending nights, lies a certainty of a brighter sky amid unwavering faith & unabated hopes tomorrow
#Certainly umbilical
poem by Prince Kenny Osei

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Minimum Level
Let the truth remain to its level of minimum
But the lies should not dominate at maximum
As it will wrack the hard core element of life with its relation
Everything will be demolished and raise the questions
Think of damage and its consequences there after
When it has become known and apparent later
It might have then brought everything at stand still
Leaving behind tail of distrust and almost ill will
I know for sure that eyes speak no untruth
You may need nothing as an extra proof
The company may be needed at each turn
For the love and affection to respond and return
No one can definitely say about lust or real
It remains closely guarded secret and concealed
How can a human mind speak in anticipation?
When whole thing is built round honesty and relation
Sometimes we listen to but not attentively
We commit nothing and assure tentatively
This raise mistrust level and forecast doom
Leaving behind no chance for return in room
Any affection or attachment comes after long consideration
But once it is cemented then it has consent with full indication
It is grown at enormous speed with full commitment
You can feel k exhilaration in those happy moments
Sometimes it creates thaw in relation get stranded
Others sentiments are not taken care of and offended
Whole relation comes at stake and runs into rough weather
It faces grinding halt and adds concern for everybody to bother
Those moments prove costly in life and de-shape the imagination
The relation on which whole future evolved causes great alienation
Both are drifted apart much to the embarrassment and concern
Life has taken different course with point of no return
As it has been observed and advocated in precise terms
Truth always forms strong foundation at each turn
After all it is trust and confidence that is grown from feeling
Nothing should be done at this level when it comes almost willing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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To get concern
I like that I am poor,
That’d fetch me others’ concern.
I like that I fall ill,
That’d earn me others’ concern.
I like that I am aged,
That’d grant me others’ concern.
Such occasions failing,
I’d pretend like those.
28.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

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Friend, Lover, Sister, Mother/wife
If I ever held a hand
It was only because Id never held your hand
That was part of the plan
I had 2 get it right if I was 2 be your man
And if I ever kissed your lips
I needed time 2 cross the others off my list (off my list)
A higher high 2 the trip (trip)
I wanted u 2 go, that was my wish - yes it was
(ooh my) friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
Air, food, water, love of my life
If I ever shared a bed
It was only cuz I wanted 2 live up 2 what the people said, oh yes
(what they say? ) {x5}
Now Im livin instead
Everyday just 2 say ure the only one whos in my head
(the only one) {x2}
Oh yes u are
And if I ever made u cry
All I have 2 do is think about it and I just wanna die (I just wanna die)
(I just wanna break down and die, die, die, die)
How Id ever make it by (I dont know) without u, baby (without u, baby)
I dont know (no!), I hope I never have 2 try, yeah
(please dont ever leave me)
Oh, listen 2 me
(ooh my) friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
(my sweet, sweet friend, lover, sister, mother/wife)
Air, food, water, love of my life
The eyes of my child I see every time u look at me
(I see a sweet baby smile)
A sweet baby smile like a light that shines 4 all 2 see
(and if I ever held a hand) if I ever held a hand
Oh, twas only cuz Id never held yours
That was part of, part of the plan
I had 2 get it right (right) if I was 2 be your man because...
(ooh my) friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
(friend, lover, sister, mother/wife)
My, my, my, my air, my food, my water, love of my life (I love u)
(everlasting life)
Teacher (teacher), healer (healer), feeler (feeler), sight 4 sore eyes
(let me look at your eyes - ure so pretty)
Oh, yes u are, baby
(ooh my) dont u know ure my friend, my lover, my sister, love of my life (mother/wife)
Yeah, baby, yes u are
{te amo is I love u}
(ooh my) friend (te amo), lover (te amo), sister (te amo), mother/wife
(hug me, hug me, hug me baby, u are my life)
(Ill stay with u 4ever) {x2}
Till death do us part, baby (yes sir!)
Air (te amo), food (te amo), water (te amo), love (love of my life)
U are the only, only love of my life
My friend, lover, sister, mother/wife
song performed by by Prince

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Being A Mother
MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
MOTHER IS A WORD
MOTHER IS A PERSON
MOTHER IS A WOMEN
BUT WAT IS REALLY A MOTHER?
MOTHER! ! ! ! ! !
MOTHER IS WOMEN WHO GIVES BIRTH
NO........
MOTHER IS A WOMEN WHO CARES OF HER BABY
MOTHER IS A WOMEN WHO IS WILLING TO GIVE HER LIFE FOR THEIR BABY'S
ANY WOMEN CAN HAVE A BABY
ANY WOMEN CAN GIVE BIRTH
ANY WOMEN CAN BE CALLED MOM
BUT ONLY A REAL WOMEN
ONLY A REAL MOTHER CAN TAKE OVER HER RESPOSABILITIES
ONLY A WOMEN CAN DO WHATS BEST FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! !
A MOTHER LIKE ME
A MOTHER LIKE U
A MOTHER WHO CRIES FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO PRAYS FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO GIVES HER LIFE FOR THEIR CHILD
A MOTHER WHO STARVES TO FEED HER CHILD
A MOTHER WHO IS WILLING TO SLEEP IN THE COLD FOR THEIR CHILD,
A MOTHER WHO MAKES HER CHILDREN FEEL SAFE IN HER ARMS,
BEING THAT MOTHER! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
BEING THAT MOTHER TAKES ALOT OF WOMEN N A PERSON
BEING A MOTHER........
poem by Leticia Sanchez

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Dont Tell Me What To Do
(max d. barnes/harlan howard)
(track 3 - time 3:12)
We tried and we tried but its over
Guess I didnt fit the imagine in your mind
Now you tell me to find another lover
But baby arent you gettin outta line
Dont tell me what to do
Youve already said we are through
Im a page that you have turned
Im no longer your concern
So dont tell me what to do
Ill love you forever if I want to
Youre no longer in charge on my thinkin
Youre already in love with someone else
So if Im into all night honky tonkin
Well Im a big girl, I can take care of myself
So dont tell me what to do
Youve already said we are through
Im a page that you have turned
Im no longer your concern
So dont tell me what to do
Ill love you forever if I want to
So dont tell me what to do
Youve already said we are through
Im a page that you have turned
Im no longer your concern
So dont tell me what to do
Ill love you forever if I want to
song performed by by Pam Tillis

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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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Child In Your Arms
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
I know it's hard to understand
Why I was taken from your hands
One day we'll meet again
Mother and father hand in hand
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Pick a star in the sky
And see the twinkle in my eye
As I send you my love
From heavens above
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
All the new mothers above
Giving their love
To the new born child
In heavens above
Mother father watch over me
And jesus will watch over you
I feel your love in heavens above
I'll see you here
When it's your time to come
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Oh mummy dear
I see you and daddy so near
My life as just begun
In heavens above
So don't be afraid to live your life
Be glad and happy to what comes to you
I'll keep you safe as I watch over you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Child in your arms
Will always love you
Sweet child in heaven
Sleep in peace
I hope you see all you want to see
Be who you want to be
God bless
poem by Dave Alan Walker

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Disciplined
Disciplined,
Compassionate,
Reliable;
Be responsible to my muse and care for my joy,
But showing concern to me always is what i need.
Ethnic soul,
Of a single click and a double click!
But enter into the land of my soul with love and care,
And try to demonstrate care and concern for all.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis

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Mine has been a concern for the people, a concern to maintain stability, a concern to get people working together racially, ethnically, rich and poor - all segments of the city.
quote by Walter Washington

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Dylan Thomas
The first time that he saw the girl
he proposed right on the spot.
It helped to get his courage up
that he'd had many a beer and shot.
Theirs would not be a summer's love
that flares and quickly fades away.
It was a fifteen round affair
where shadows lengthened with the day.
Fidelity, not their chief concern.
They had three children and many a glass
The artist was consumed by drink.
He chased skirt at every chance
He was drowning in encouragement
though no one ever needed less.
Some say he was consumed by fears
of the shadowy unwelcome guest.
On the day that he began to die,
to slip into last last good night
He nearly drank the tavern dry
Eighteen shots of the water of life.
He was comatose when she arrived,
the dancer who he took for bride.
'Is the bloody man still alive? '
'Just barely'. the attending nurse replied.
Slowly, surely, he drifted off
like a vessel making way
Dylan headed for the west.
no rage remained to save the day.
poem by John F. McCullagh

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Baby Girl Baby Girl
Baby girl, Baby girl.
Please don' t come knocking at my door.
I can not take care of you,
Because my family is poor.
Baby girl, Baby girl.
Please go away.
Save it for another time,
Another place, another day.
Baby girl, Baby girl.
Can you hear the screams?
People don't care anymore.
This world is so mean!
Baby girl, Baby girl.
You have to understand.
I can not give you life.
Not in this foreign land.
Baby girl, Baby girl.
Growing inside of me.
I'll let you know when its time to be set free.
poem by Quiana Souder

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The umbilical cord of Mother Earth connects us all.
aphorism by Hasier Agirre, translated by Dan Costinaş

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The Girl Who Held Your Hand
You got on the coach
for the day trip
organized by the chapel people
for kids who were poor
and this girl
sat next to you
and said
you can be my boyfriend
for the day
and she took hold
of your hand
and gave it a squeeze
and you looked out
of the window
at your mother
standing there
looking up at the coach
and you thought
is this part of the deal?
Is this girl for real?
And Mother waved
and smiled
and you smiled
uneasily back
with the girl’s hand
holding yours
out of sight
and she looked
over your shoulder
and waved
but no one
waved back to her
because her mother
wasn’t there
maybe she was off somewhere
or had to go to work
or maybe
she was still in bed
with another uncle
beneath the sheets
and maybe
he was holding her hand
and she was holding
something you never knew
or cared about
just sitting there
waving to Mother
beneath a sky of blue.
poem by Terry Collett

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