No woman is detestable.
Any woman can own something
That stimulates you
As any flower does
If you have a bee’s eyes.
17.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman is an exception
A lamp is new, the light is old.
A flower is new, its odour is old.
A roof is new, its space is old.
A woman is new, lust for her is new.
18.06.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Eyes and beauties
If man had no eyes
Where is the beauty of woman?
If there is no woman
What is the use of man’s eyes?
23.01.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Only she matters to him till…
Dancing stimulates a man to make
His woman feel like she’s the only woman
That matters to him.
Courtship encourages a man to make
His woman feel like she’s the only woman
That matters to him.
Pining convinces a man to find
Himself feel like she’s the only woman
That mattes to him.
Only she had mattered to him
Till he has found a new one..
23.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Woman And The Flower
sa balak ang babaye
mao ang bulak
for a poem the woman
is the flower
sa bulak ang babaye
dili babaye
dili niya kini masabtan
sa iyang pagkabulak
for the flower the woman
is not a woman
it cannot comprehend this
in its flower-nature
sa babaye ang bulak
halad sa iyang kasingkasing
pako sa iyang kalaay
haploy sa iyang aping
to a woman the flower
is an offering to her heart
a wing to her boredom
a caress to her cheek
bulak ang babaye
og ang babaye bulak
mao kana ang hukom
sa balak.
the flower is the woman
and the woman is the flower
that is the judgment of
the poem
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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All women feel sorry.
The flower that smiles today
Tomorrow falls into decay.
Sunrise soon turns sunset.
Thick in hormones, youth is the best.
Be not over coy to lose the bet.
Once you lost your prime, you tarry.
No woman ever died, not being sorry.
06.02.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Where the mistake never teaches:
Man refuses to learn from the past mistakes.
Having bitten by women after woman,
He still goes woman after woman
27.12.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Eyes Of A Woman
In the eyes of a woman, in a world of desire,
From the moment she looked my way. I was so hypnotized
Should I show how I feel, shes the magnet, Im steel
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman
In the arms of an angel, in a dangerous disguise
Loves a blue fascination
Its a mystery that burns, takes a lifetime to learn
The eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
In the eyes of a woman, theres nowhere to run
The eyes of a woman, my fears come undone
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
Nowhere to run
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Woman is the mystry of God
Woman is the miracle of creation
All greats are born out of woman
Woman is the womb of whole creation.
No man knows what is woman
It's onlly God knows what is woman
It's only God knows what for the woman is
Worship woman, woman is the religion
of all religion
Place your holy flower
On the budding nipple
of a virgin woman.
poem by Devil Poet
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Thru My Eyes
Thru My Eyes I see a woman
A woman whom cannot see her own self
Images disguised by her childhood upbringing
And does not believe that she can find help
Thru My Eyes I see another woman
A woman whom I love and then have lost
Trying times of despair and resentment
Simple pleasures as holding her I miss the most
Thru My Eyes I see a woman
A woman with beautiful brown eyes
Though she continues to misunderstand me
Once again a deep breathe asking myself why
Thru My Eyes I see another woman
Who accepted me but I never gave in return
Tainting once viewed as our loving memories
Impulsive decisions forever wounding her
Thru My Eyes I see a beautiful woman
A woman with elegance that I cannot deny
Awaiting the day she discovers my love for her
A love that can only be seen Thru My Eyes
A flower to kiss
Aflower to kiss,
the flower yet to be flowering
So cute but not yet cluttering
in the bowl, the flower is the sent
The yet beautiful but greatly cute
The flower, flowering a glory
Then, now the smell is the scent
Glory, glory is the name
The rose flower standing amiss
The rose flower that tantalises
In the midst of the green garden
Such a light in the natural eyes
The golden eyes sparkling
In the flower, so flowered
In the flower, yet to kiss
So eyes get the truth
In the flower of the days
Each day, tomorrow and yet to reborn
The world flower, flowered, flowering
And the flower, flowered yet to kiss
poem by Paul Mwenelupembe
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Woman mantles man
Though it overweighs and overspreads,
A canopy is not independent of the trunk,
Which is woman on who balances man.
Woman needs no empowerment.
13.12.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beautiful Woman!
Beautiful like fresh flower,
Beautiful with rainbows in eyes,
Beautiful with shyness and smile,
beautiful woman!
Beautiful are the star like eyes
Deeper than deepest ocean,
Ocean of feelings and love,
Beautiful is that motherly heart!
Beautiful woman thy beauty is thy compassion,
Thy beauty is in patience and knowledge,
Thy beauty lies in flowerless lips with precious smile,
Beautiful woman, most abstract beauty,
Not that beauty felt by eyes
Nor that skin or hair,
Not that grace or style, beautiful woman,
you are the beauty!
Beautiful woman!
thy beauty shines
Moon in star studded sky,
Thy beauty flashes with every turn of your neck to the call of child,
like plant swing with
perfumed flower in the garden
When that beauty of heart beautifully expressed!
Where her beauty lies,
Is it in her body or mind,
Or is it in her heart soft and kind?
Who wants to get stick or bind,
That's why women race fast leaving wondering men behind!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Beauty is a burden
Beauty is as well a burden
To woman as it is an asset
Every woman willingly bears it
As Jesus bore the Cross
28.09.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Angel or devil?
Other than woman, who is capable
Of raving up man’s passion and ambition
Till he goes out in exhaustion and desperation?
Is the woman an angel or a devil to man?
04.02.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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Woman is in the lap of A, B, C.....
A says
Woman is attractive flower
B says
Woman is beautiful gift
C says
Woman is great source of comfort
D says
woman has a sweet dialect
E says
Eastern or western, woman is the worthy
F says
woman is central figure of family
G says
woman always glitters with the rays of her partner
H says
woman has holy spirits
I says
woman has basic institution in her lap
J says
woman is a full of joy
K says
woman is head of kisses
L says
woman is lovely thing
M says
woman is symbol of modesty
N says
nails increase the beauty of woman
O says
woman is an pretty ornament
P says
woman is princess
Q says
woman is queen
R says
woman is rare gift
S says
woman is a main source of survival the human being
T says
woman has true spirits of love
U says
woman is an peaceful umbrella
V says
woman is valley of love
W says
woman is wafer
X says
woman has sweet kisses
Y says
woman is your jewellary
z says
woman has great zeal
april 11,2008
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poem by Abdul Razaq
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Battered Doll
A red dress for blood spilt,
Torn blouse for flesh rent;
Ladders in the stockings –
A rung for every callous blow landed.
Scuffed shoes winked about the kicks –
After all, bruise-gorged eyes can’t –
Just permanently closed.
Burning tears were scant warmth
Against a chill from ugly cries.
Lipstick smudges on the chin to
Nullify all vestiges of beauty –
Those that constituted rare patches
Of purest cream skin, from
Days of feminine joy, telling once
Upon a time there was an angel…
But now, a battered doll.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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Woman
No more...
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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The Primrose
Upon this Primrose hill,
Where, if Heav'n would distil
A shower of rain, each several drop might go
To his own primrose, and grow manna so;
And where their form and their infinity
Make a terrestrial Galaxy,
As the small stars do in the sky:
I walk to find a true Love; and I see
That 'tis not a mere woman that is she,
But must or more or less than woman be.
Yet know I not which flower
I wish; a six, or four;
For should my true-Love less than woman be
She were scarce any thing; and then, should she
Be more than woman she would get above
All thought of sex, and think to move
My heart to study her, and not to love;
Both these were monsters; since there must reside
Falsehood in woman, I could more abide
She were by art than Nature falsified.
Live primrose then, and thrive
With thy true number five;
And woman, whom this flower doth represent,
With this mysterious number be content;
Ten is the farthest number; if half ten
Belong unto each woman, then
Each woman may take half us men;
Or if this will not serve their turn, since all
Numbers are odd or even, and they fall
First into this, five, woman may take us all.
poem by John Donne
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April 10,2003
I bind the spirit of slowfulness and
fear, doubt, April 10,2003
I Loose the spirit of obedience April 10,2003
when God speaks are gives instructions
JUMP to IT April 10.2003
I heard that everyday we are writing our obituaries
what story do you are I have to leave about our lives?
poem by Sylvia Loven Carter
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Women are saved.
God essentially denied men
Definition of woman’s beauty
And necessarily left it to each
One’s discretion to determine it
So that no woman is left out.
27.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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