Not to blame
If someone has stolen something from you
Or if someone has eloped with your spouse
What would it mean other than that
They had needed them more than you did?
06.02.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You and I are poorer.
Which wife is nobler than
Who hire maids to feed her spouse
So that he does not stray out?
Which maid is abler than
Who bears seeds of the lord
To give her spouse a high breed?
Which husband is higher than
Who overlooks incest relations
So that his spouse is free off scandals?
You and I are poorer.
19.08.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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How sweet!
My spouse is distinct from his/her parents. How sweet!
My spouse is distant from his/her siblings. How sweet!
My spouse is not befriending opposite sex. How sweet!
To keep her/him in my custody- how sweet!
08.02.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Jealousy for same sex
Be she a lesbian or a sodomy,
Her spouse is least perturbed with it.
Be she of extramarital, her spouse is spurious.
Jealousy of men stems for men usurpers
23.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who will forgive them?
A mother of the twelve
And a father of the thirteen
Fell in love with each other,
So irresistibly,
At their work spot
And eloped themselves,
Enjoyed themselves elsewhere,
In their short honeymoon,
And returned and then hanged
From a tree, with their palms
Grasping even in death.
It being a real incident,
The odds against them
Were much more than
Those against any Romeo and Juliet.
Yet, who will forgive them?
02.10.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Spouse Always
Always I remember the boldness in the stance you take,
So every particle of food is digested, trodden and bitten.
Always the memory of you contains laughter,
Some of us lift the sheets we slept in
To find a sleeping spouse still present on them.
The giggling supports our bold job, the criticism is present,
Yet some of us live on, and on, and on together.
The woken spouse loved me always,
Some knowledge penetrated me all through the day.
It reflected through the stance and manner,
The religion was its own, now that the spouse lived.
May the spouse be equalled and be like me,
May the spouse be sponsored by me,
It magically appeared, this religion, for me.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Fairy Song
We the fairies blithe and antic,
Of Dimensions not gigantic,
Though the moonshine mostly keep us,
Oft in orchards frisk and peep us,
Stolen sweets are always sweeter;
Stolen kisses much completer;
Stolen looks are nice in chapels;
Stolen, stolen be your apples.
When to bed the world are bobbing,
Then's the time to go orchard robbing;
Yet the fruit were scarce worth peeling
Were it not for stealing, stealing.
poem by Thomas Randolph
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Song of Fairies Robbing an Orchard
We, the Fairies, blithe and antic,
Of dimensions not gigantic,
Though the moonshine mostly keep us,
Oft in orchards frisk and peep us.
Stolen sweets are always sweeter,
Stolen kisses much completer,
Stolen looks are nice in chapels,
Stolen, stolen, be your apples.
When to bed the world are bobbing,
Then's the time for orchard-robbing;
Yet the fruit were scarce worth peeling,
Were it not for stealing, stealing.
poem by James Henry Leigh Hunt
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On borrowings
Literature is materials
Stolen from the stocks stolen.
Wealth is materials
Robbed from the stores robbed.
Epics are materials
Of lies from the heaps of lies.
A life is a borrowed one
From the one borrowed in turn.
The world lives on borrowings.
Borrowings gather changes,
Which we call evolution.
19.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Aren’t they thieves?
One is rich, with the wealth stolen.
One is wise, with the thoughts ill gotten.
One is great, with the trust harboured.
They are not regarded as thieves.
04.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stolen
Let truth be told
Until its sold
Silence is golden
Too bad its all been stolen
Stolen! stolen! stolen!
Our defense is your defense
Your defense in some sense
Some sensless way unfolded
Folded cause its all been stolen
Stolen! stolen! stolen!
The gilded scale was burning
Just as your back was turning
Just as our trust was leaving
Youd have us all believing
These truths we hold
Self-evident
Bought and sold
The more you hunt the more I sing
Then quickly rewrite everything
Truth returns bloated, swollen
Then dissapears - its been stolen!
Stolen!
The gilded scale was burning
Just as your back was turning
Just as our trust was leaving
Youd have us all believing
These truths we hold
Self-evident
Bought and sold
Its all been stolen! [x2]
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No formal wishes
‘Happy birth day’, I need not say to my kids.
‘Happy Christmas’, I need not tell my spouse.
‘Happy New Year’, I need not say to my siblings.
Wishes are to the people mentally away from us.
01.01.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Where was father?
Quick to flatter without falter
Spreading out his seeds with speed
Leading mother to the altar
Declining to take on his role and lead
When it was time to fulfill my needs
Where was father when I needed him most?
It hurts to hear others speak of fathers and boast
Where was father when I needed him most?
I gathered he cowardly conceded his post
Where was father when I needed him most?
Did he set off for greener grasses by the coast?
We speak of fathers and mothers
We seek in no chronological order
Their guidance and support
As we learn back and forth
Where was father when I needed him most?
He abandoned his bedpost and left us to roast
Where was father when I needed him most?
It mattered to me to have him as a family host
He should have been
My personal mentor!
My cherished educator!
My inflexible motivator!
My life striving navigator!
Shall I put up a glass and shamefully toast?
To a man who stayed clear of being my guidepost
Where was father when I needed him most?
Without remorse I desire to bury his ghost
Copyright 2007 - Sylvia Chidi
poem by Sylvia Chidi
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No second hand love
The love had,
Does not interfere
With the love in progress.
No second hand lover
On either sex is there.
Any second hand spouse?
17.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Don't be Alarmed, my Love....
Don't be alarmed this night, my Love,
I just needed some time on my own
I needed to know how the desert looked
After the shy summer rains had fallen
I needed to know if stars touch the earth
As they arc across the skies of Maun
Wherein the moon brings its smile at night
To light the wildlife tracks of the town
Don't look for me, oh, not quite yet
I have gone to climb the rocks over Praia
To catch from the breeze the Morna song
Propelled from the heart of a singer's desire
I needed to know if the tides were strong
And if whales were still seen occasionally
If volcanic ash lay soft like velour
And the plateau women remembered me
So let me sleep for a moment, Love
Until dreams reach their end, as they must
Wrapped in the winter of August nights
Which cover my prints with blankets of dust.
23.00, the 31st December,2007
poem by Frank Bana
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I shut my eyes
Let the selfishness of my co-born
Be unknown to me.
Let my parents’ bias against me
Be unknown to me.
So be my spouse’s unfaithfulness.
Let me suspect it to be not true
If at all it came to be known.
I must live with them.
I must live in peace.
25.12.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mouse Droppings
When she saw brown dots upon the rug,
and more upon a chair.
The poor housewife was certain
several mice resided there.
“I’ll need a cat. Or perhaps two,
quite possibly I’ll need four.”
“This quantity of scat demands
a feline killing corps.”
Just then her rotund husband
opportunely wandered in.
with a bag of Nestle morsels
and brown stains upon his chin.
She watched him munch a handful,
several dropping to the floor
Hard to believe someone that fat
had ever missed his maw.
No killer cats were needed
if spouse droppings was the source.
What the housewife really needed
was a lucrative divorce.
poem by John F. McCullagh
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Chameleons
We are all chameleons
We change our faces
As needed.
We change our thoughts
As needed.
We change our actions
As needed.
We change our values
As needed.
We change our principles
As needed.
We change our morals
As needed.
We change our love
As needed.
And our vows to God
As needed.
How sad
Poor Chameleons!
poem by Rich Young
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The spouse of a woman is a man, the spouse of a man is his livelihood.
My Spouse Nancy
'Husband, husband, cease your strife,
Nor longer idly rave, Sir;
Tho' I am your wedded wife
Yet I am not your slave, Sir.'
'One of two must still obey,
Nancy, Nancy;
Is it Man or Woman, say,
My spouse Nancy?'
'If 'tis still the lordly word,
Service and obedience;
I'll desert my sov'reign lord,
And so, good bye, allegiance!'
'Sad shall I be, so bereft,
Nancy, Nancy;
Yet I'll try to make a shift,
My spouse Nancy.'
'My poor heart, then break it must,
My last hour I am near it:
When you lay me in the dust,
Think how you will bear it.'
'I will hope and trust in Heaven,
Nancy, Nancy;
Strength to bear it will be given,
My spouse Nancy.'
'Well, Sir, from the silent dead,
Still I'll try to daunt you;
Ever round your midnight bed
Horrid sprites shall haunt you!'
'I'll wed another like my dear
Nancy, Nancy;
Then all hell will fly for fear,
My spouse Nancy.'
poem by Robert Burns
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Need heads to reality
Stale to her spouse,
Hot is she to others.
Weary of his spouse,
Curious is he of others.
She wants a jet.
He wants a search.
She needs a crush.
He seeks a fresh.
Temptation Island
Has for it been designed.
06.12.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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