Possessiveness in extreme
I don’t retrospect if I love my wife
Nor do I mind her lukewarm response.
Whether I love her or not, I must see
That she does not love any other man.
Possessiveness is in its extreme
Only in sexual relationship.
01.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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About possessiveness
No mind to lend
Is material possessiveness.
To interfere with others
Is personal possessiveness.
To spy your spouse
Is sexual possessiveness.
To catch others’ eyes
Is name possessiveness.
To will to live post death
Is self possessiveness.
The last one is the strongest
With crippling effects.
26.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who is a real seer?
Tolerance is at its extreme
When one puts up with one’s wife
Having known her infidelity.
Possessiveness is at its naught
When one bears with the one
Who is the paramour of one’s wife.
Insensitive to sexual jealousy,
Such one ranks higher than a seer.
17.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love and rage
The intensity of the rage
A man shows when another man’s eyes
Fall on his wife or hers, on him
Does not reflect the depth of love
He’s got for his wife but reflects
His possessiveness of ownership.
18.11.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her...
I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
have your BR3A$t,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!
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Bitter Blow of Love
Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe
Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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Possessiveness In Love
Sexual love is possessive to the core.
Man and woman entangle each other.
Man's possessiveness is for custody.
Woman's possessiveness is for a siege.
It's man's struggle to get a woman.
It's woman's struggle to cage him in.
He gives her money; she gives him honey.
She wants comfort and he wants loyalty.
Any intrusion will invite violence.
Suspicion is fatal to relation.
Woman is capable of handling it
By sheer show of virtue and prtence.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The goal of the love
You love me so I have to;
It is love of pity.
I love you, who aren’t my sex;
It is sexual love.
I love you and pursue you;
It is love of lust.
I love you who ignore me;
It is love a mother exhibits.
Mother loves; the God loves.
The extinction of the subject
Is not in mother’s agenda
But it’s the God’s ultimate goal.
24.12.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Incestuous
My father
The Emperor
we were companions
After all,
we had a sexual relationship
I expected you to be married...
but, I loved you my father,
as one who devotes his love
to loving his daughter.
I kept secret,
the fantasy of our erotic dreams-
Pleasures, arousing
pure love, in our sexual behavior
between light and dark
A father and his daughter-
Look into my body father-
I was your temple
to sanctify
a divine love, between Us.
poem by Adryan Rotica
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Ive Got Love On My Mind
Written by chuck jackson & marvin yancy
Ive got love on my mind
Ive got love on my mind
Ive got love on my mind
And theres nothing particularly wrong
Its a feeling I feel inside
When I woke up early this morning
It was staring me straight in my eyes
Ive got love (love) on my mind (ooh)
Ive got love (love) on my mind (ooh)
Ive got love (love) on my mind (ooh)
When you touch me I cant resist
And youve touched me a thousand times
When I think of your tender kiss, ah
Then and there I start to unwind, ooh, in your arms
I like to be, yeah, caressing you gentle
And tenderly, oh, yeah, from sunrise to sunset
All through the day, Ive been waiting for your return
And you know this is where Ill be
I can say to the world Ive learned only you can satisfy me
Satisfy me, oh, you have made me so very happy
Oh baby, baby, (love) love, love, on my (on my mind), my, my, my mind
Love (love), love, on-- (on my mind) my mind
(love) Ive got love (on my mind) on my mind, yeah
(love) its a whole lot of love (on my mind), its a whole lot of love, yes, it is
(love) I cant hear ya, say it for me one more time
(love) oh, I like the way you say it, when you say it for me, yeah
(love, love) ooh, you know, its like paradise, say it twice
(love, love) got a whole lot of love, whole lot of love for you, baby, yeah
(love) you know this thing, I got love, yeah
Ive got (love) on my mind (on my mind)
Oh (love) love, love on my mind (on my mind)
Ive got, (love) Ive got, Ive got, Ive got, Ive got
(on my mind) love, love, love
(love) Ive got love on
(on my mind) my mind, yeah
Oh (love) yeah, oh, love, (on my mind)
Love, love, love, la, la....yeah
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The Cause Of Possessiveness
Relationship with another is based
On dependence derived from the other.
Dependence grows to possessiveness made
Of fear, suspicion and friction.
Craving for satisfaction, comforts and
The secured feelings is the impetus
For seeking someone of the other sex
To have emotional relationships.
A feeling of completeness will go through
The relationship, the loss of which does
Disrupt the very rhythm of his life
So lurk fear, suspicion and friction.
The primary cause of friction is oneself.
It's one's obsession that is the culprit
And not the other in case it suffers.
Blame yourself for the possessiveness.
Relationship is a process in which
One would discover the hidden cause
Of sorrow, which one must swallow
When it erupts, for the joy experienced.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Possessiveness
Every inch of yours
is mine.
Every breath of yours
is mine.
Every space of yours
is mine.
Every move of yours
is mine.
I'm possessiveness
personified!
I need you, own you,
have you, possess you.
Every moment of your life,
all your time...is all mine!
Possessiveness
possesses me...
They say: detachment
is the best policy.
So here I go...
Let me renounce the world
to remain attached to thee!
Possessiveness owns me.
They say: remain aloof
to get detached. Separate
and go your own ways.
What they don't know is
Attachment has nothing
to do with proximity....
Even if you are far across
the seven continents
and the seven seas...
You'll never be able to
disown me!
I'm attached to you.
So are you, to me...
We are partners in possessiveness!
Every smell of yours
I possess
as if like a fragrance
I emanate from thee...
Every sight of yours
I possess, as if
in your eyes, you only
see me...
Possessiveness
possesses us...
like partners in fantasy.
This divine attraction
is the culmination of
love's orgasmic ecstasy!
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Love Love Love
Love is bonding between sisters and brothers
Love is sharing by husbands and wives
Love is caring of parents & children
Love is emotional with everyone else.
Love is potion on the bed
Love is ocean and never dead
Love is in our hearts and in brain
Love is in blood and in our veins.
Love happens, can't be created
Love is compassion, can't be rated
Love is smile, makes us laugh
Love is deluge, can't be hated.
Love is not showing your assets
Love is different from bloody lust
Love is not possessiveness shown
Love is what you give the best.
Love is not in your eyes
Love is not on your lips
Love is never demanding
Love which is true, never dips.
Love makes you to sacrifice
Love makes you to survive
Love can't be gauged by language
Love makes a dead to revive.
Love knows no frontiers
Love knows no religion
Love has no caste
Love has no region.
Love is passion, love is respect
Love is forgiveness, love is peace
Love is power, love is faith
Love is prayer, love if true never cease.
Love makes you feel wanted
Love makes you get mated
Love makes you feel seduced
Love never makes you subdued.
Love is everlasting relationship
not infatuation
Love is everything
but punctuation.
Love is not give and take
Love is what you do for other's sake
Love makes you feel stronger
Love is God makes you live longer.
Love is inferno, experience its pangs
Love is jealous within the gangs
Love is life, smooth but coy
Love is rain, indulge and enjoy.
Love is grace, blessing our progeny
Love is exhilarating, ending our agony
Love makes us positive, negating the negatives
Love is symphony bringing the harmony.
The concept of love can never be defined
It is so vast and too refined
Love is eternal and never dies
Love makes human sane and wise.
poem by Tribhawan Kaul
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A Love's Desire
In my desperate need
To know of your whereabouts,
I asked the moon about you
And it turned its back on me, ,
Trying to hide behind a cloud...
I also asked the stars
With no response at all...
I had no choice, indeed,
But ask for help from above,
Since, witnesses they were both
Of our passionate love...
Now, stuck with inquire without result,
I am alone, sad and really hurt,
Making everything sounds like a satire,
Getting old and tired...
One question remaining,
Should I give up
Love's matters
And retire?
Her, and the whole world
Have the response...
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poem by Romeo Della Valle
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You Are My Valentine!
I love the way you dress;
I love the way you cook;
I love the way you work;
I love the way you love.
Beloved wife, you are my Valentine!
I love the way you talk;
I love the way you walk;
I love the way you care;
I love the way you stare.
Beloved wife, you are my Valentine!
I love the way you think;
I love the way you comb;
I love the way you ask;
I love the way you pray.
Beloved wife, you are my Valentine!
I love the way you cry;
I love the way you’re shy;
I love the way you war;
I love the way you are;
Beloved wife, you are my Valentine!
poem by John Celes
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What is love?
Love is to kill the guilt:
I love my aged parents.
Love is out of pity:
I love my children.
Love is for feeling secure:
I love my benefactors.
Love is from identity:
I love my spouse.
Love is sexual drive:
I love all women.
Love comes without asking.
08.11.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Know My Truth
How strange it is, as the one I have loved the most
Thinks, that I hate her most
Your sympathy I never wanted
Only wanted your love forever, in my life.
My pain is always considered as fake
That is my fate.
The pain of my heart and my love is so true
Nobody can match it.
It is good that you miss me now, my love was so true for you
Always my love was true, for you was my love.
I never wanted to be just your friend, you always knew that
Just because we cannot be together, that is why you mention our love as false.
You called our relationship, to be a complete failure
However, now I actually do not love you
Since, you doubted my love.
Love you I did and sexually I did want to share my feelings with you
Yes, in love I did have sexual feelings for you
That, does not make me evil, anyways
I am glad that you misunderstood me, since it showed me the reality.
(This poem was actually written in 2011 but I never published it.)
poem by Rohit Sapra
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Love Trumps Loneliness
The power of sex has taken away the power of love.
This is clearly a piece of evidence that supports
how we are living in a world of sin.
Lust is sexual greed after all and
sexual greed is the killer of love.
Sexual greed is not bad to have
when you are young and
have time on your side.
When one matures, one usually
thinks about how they do not
want to be alone for the rest of their lives.
Love trumps loneliness because love takes
you out of yourself and puts you into someone else.
Once two make one, you will never be alone.
poem by Cokbod Lodwogo
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Love for love sake?
Love for the worldly is sensual.
Love for the society is hypocritical.
Love for the opposite is sexual.
Love for the beauty is emotional.
Love for the co-born is reciprocal.
Love for the peers is mutual.
Love for parents is for survival.
Love for guests is artificial.
Love for the offspring is instinctual.
Love for the God is supernatural.
Love for the self is inborn.
Is there any love for love sake?
28.07.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Forsaking My Love
I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth
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I love you more.
I love you more than Winter snow
I love you more than early Spring
I love you more than Summer's glow
I love you more than anything
I love you more than Autumn leaves
I love you more than Birds on high
I love you more than Christmas carols
I love you more than Years gone by
I love you more than the Bluest sky
I love you more than falling Rain
I love you more with every Day
I love you more than I can Say
I love you more than Josh's looks
I love you more than reading Books
I love you more than 'Seve's swing'
I love you more than anything
18th July 2009
poem by Peter K Mullins
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