Power of sex
I don’t lie, I don’t cheat, and I don’t steal.
My reputation will then be at stake.
I do womanize, that I could not stop,
Which is more shameful; sex is defiant.
22.08.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I would rather be cheated than cheat anyone. I would rather sacrifice 'gain' and have my reputation intact, because my reputation is more important to me than yours.
Joseph C Ogbonna (15 July 2016)
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Modern trend
To cheat is amoral.
To steal is amoral
To bribe is amoral.
To have consensual sex
Is not to be held amoral.
It is purely a private affair
29.01.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I Promise You
i would walk through the moon and the sun just to be with you i promise.
I promise to be there for you in all of your times of joy and sorrow.
I promise to climb the highest mountain and swim the deapest ocean for you alone.I promise to make a new memory with you each and every day with you.I Promise to cry a million tears and walk a million miles to be with you.I promise to live and care for you without change.I promise to do anything for you just to see the beauty of your ravishing smile.I promise to find a new way to see fires of passion burning.I would buy a thousand rose for you just to se you smile i promise.I promise to be the best dad to our children.I will laugh with you, i will fight with you, i will share the same breath with you i promise.I promise never to steal, lie, or cheat.But if i'll steal, i promise to steal away your sorrows.And if i'll lie, i promise to lie with you all thd nights of my life.And if i'll cheat, i promise to cheat your death, because i couldn't live a day without you.I promise you.
poem by Tijani Adebowale Destiny
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Cassio: Reputation, reputation, reputation! Oh, I have lost my reputation! I have lost the immortal part of myself, and what remains is bestial. My reputation, Iago, my reputation!
line from Othello, Act II, Scene 3 by William Shakespeare (1603)
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It is generally much more shameful to lose a good reputation than never to have acquired it.
quote by Pliny the Elder
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Do Not Steal
Do not steal another’s name;
Do not steal your neighbor’s fame;
Do not steal next person’s house;
Do not steal someone’s spouse.
Do not steal one’s money;
Do not steal someone’s honey;
Do not steal other’s labor;
Do not steal things from neighbor.
Do not steal another’s job;
Do not steal from poorer mob;
Do not steal next man’s limelight;
Do not steal another’s might.
Do not steal another’s health;
Do not steal your neighbor’s wealth.
Do not steal next person’s praise;
Do not steal from human race.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-20-2008
poem by John Celes
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Days Of 1896
He became completely degraded. His erotic tendency,
condemned and strictly forbidden
(but innate for all that) , was the cause of it:
society was totally prudish.
He gradually lost what little money he had,
then his social standing, then his reputation.
Nearly thirty, he had never worked a full year—
at least not at a legitimate job.
Sometimes he earned enough to get by
acting the go-between in deals considered shameful.
He ended up the type likely to compromise you thoroughly
if you were seen around with him often.
But this isn't the whole story—that would not be fair.
The memory of his beauty deserves better.
There is another angle; seen from that
he appears attractive, appears
a simple, genuine child of love,
without hesitation putting,
above his honor and reputation,
the pure sensuality of his pure flesh.
Above his reputation? But society,
prudish and stupid, had it wrong.
poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
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The Poet's Fingerprints
Poems are like fingerprints to the poet,
Many may try to copy you
It is perfectly alright...
Others may try to steal your works
Or simply twist them around
And present them as their own,
Post them to world to see
However, once they go home
They must deal with their conscience
Since they know for sure
They have stolen somebody's else works...
Originality says it all
It is being unique in this world,
Therefore, if you can recognize the prints
It would be easy to know the poet...
And tell the difference
Between the real one from the fake...
Reputation is at stake
Only time can tell....
Read carefully and you will see
Make no mistake...
©All Rights Reserved-2009
poem by Romeo Della Valle
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Stake Stake Stake
Stake, stake, stake,
on the green felt fabric thrown, -
the croupiers, awake,
the players, weary, grown.
O well for the novice who
can cash in lucky play,
O ill for the gambler too,
rash not to end his stay
as the golden chips go on
back to stack within the till, -
but O for the touch of a vanish’d hand,
and woe for the crushing bill!
Stake, stake, stake,
while a camera all can see,
records both banks which break,
and counts accounts’ red plea!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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Nature is vigilant
You can cheat the king;
You can cheat the public;
You can cheat your spouse.
You cannot cheat the nature.
26.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Kisses Are Charity
Last night you breathed the deepest sigh
Turned away with those gold cold cool eyes
You said wont you give me space to breathe
But my tears gave you confidence to leave
Now you say Im just too much for you
There are things youll never know
If you lie and cheat so easily
Ya better go, you better go
Go, go, go, you better go
All I know is how I feel
And my heart is always yours to steal
But you take and never give to me
Your kisses are charity
Your kisses are charity
Yesterday you were my brightest star
But even when youre near
I dont know where you are
I was wrong to show my weaker side
Now its much too late to cry, cry, cry
I was blind to put my trust in you
If you leave me, Ill fall apart
Did you plan to make a fool out of me
From the start, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All I know is how I feel
And my heart was always yours to steal
But you take and never give to me
Your kisses are charity
Your kisses are charity
Now you say Im too much for you
There are things youll never know
If you lie and cheat so easily
Ya better go, you better go
Go, go, go, you better go
All I know is how I feel
And my heart was always yours to steal
But you take and never give to me
Your kisses are charity
You never give to me
All I know is how I feel
And my heart was always yours to steal
But you take but never give to me
Your kisses are charity
Your kisses are charity
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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To have small eyes
He is not a man of truth
Though not a cheat. I left him.
He is not a man of brain
Though not unfaithful. I left him.
He is not a man of trust
Though not incapable. I left him.
She is not a woman of heart
Though not sexy less. I left her.
She is not a woman of virtue
Though not unwomanly. I left her.
She is not a woman of poise
Though not a cheat. I left her.
As a solitary tree I stand
I wish I had small eyes.
24.10.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You push me to suicide
You'll comit my suicide
You'll push me untill i die
You'll steal the air i breeth
And use it for your own
You'll strangle and choke me
Just for both our peace
You'll comit my sucide
You'll push me until i die
You'll personally take me to my grave
Just you watch as i fade
You may say we're blood
But the thought just makes my blood boil
Oh we are such wonderful friends
I think i'm gonna be sick
You'll comit my suicide
You'll push me untill i die
Just watch as i
Fade away
You steal my breath
And stop my heart
And destroy my little everything
You'll comit my suicide
May 2006
Sorry about spelling.
poem by Gee Cii Schnider
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Keep your worth
Don’t tell lies to cheat.
Don’t tell lies to mislead.
Don’t tell ties to escape.
Else, you’ll become a repellant.
Don’t be selfish.
Don’t be greedy.
Don’t be jealous.
Else, you’ll become a repellent.
Don’t steal indoor or
Don’t steal outdoor
Even the undetectable.
Else, you’ll become a repellent..
No folks will then throng you
08.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Codes to favour humans.
Not to steal from homes, we steal from [honey] combs.
Not to kill humans, we kill animals.
Not to strain workmen, we strain cattle
Not to cheat the weak, we fish with baits.
Moral codes are drawn by man for man.
06.09.2007.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stop Dead
Stop!
Stop!
Stop dead,
Stop stop stop stop stop stop
I pulled up at a west end junction (seeker of attention)
A full body kit and bass bins pumping (size up competition)
Come on red light, get into green,
I hit the brake, I must be dreaming..
Im stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Got to fix on you.
Dont wanna loose you, from my sight
Where ya going to?
Gotta know now..
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Got to fix on you.
Dont wanna loose, you from my sight
Where ya going to?
Oh-oh-oh
Ive got my eyes on the action (killer reputation)
Heat crazed in full satisfaction (become a phaser? )
Do what you do and do it to me,
Body in motion, now you see me
(chorus)
Gotta know know.. stop!
Come on now, come on now
Come on now, come on now
Wise up to remain young victim (come on, ways of attraction)
A full scale attack on the system (come on, no one visor? )
Do what you do and do it to me,
Im into red line territory
And im..
(chorus)
Stop!, dead in my tracks again,
Im stop dead in my tracks
Stop!, in my tracks (yeah)
Im stop dead in my tracks
(oh-oh) gotta know know..
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
Stop! (stop), dead! (dead), in my tracks (in my tracks)
song performed by by Duran Duran
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Your Kisses Are Charity
Last night you breathed the deepest sigh
Turned away with those cold cool eyes
You said won't you give me space to breathe
And my tears gave you confidence to leave
Now you say i'm just to much for you
There are things you'll never know
If you lie and cheat so easily
You'd better go, go go go, yeah
All i know is how i feel
And my heart was always yours to steal
But you take and never give to me
Your kisses are charity
Your kisses are charity, yeah
Yesterday you were my brightest star
But even when you're near i don't know where you are
I was wrong to show my weaker side
Now it's much too late to cry cry cry
I was blind to put my trust in you
If you leave me i'll fall apart
Did you plan to make a fool out of me
From the start, yeah yeah yeah, yeah
All i know is how i feel
And my heart was always yours to steal
But you take and never give to me
Your kisses are charity
Your kisses are charity, yeah, yeah
Now you say i'm too much for you
There are things you'll never know
If you lie and cheat so easily
You'd better go, go go go, yeah
All i know is how i feel
And my heart was always yours to steal
But you take and never give to me
Your kisses are charity
Your kisses are charity, yeah, yeah
song performed by by Culture Club
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Better Not To Cheat
You cannot cheat conscience;
You can silence it though.
You cannot cheat the Nature;
You cannot silence it either.
You can cheat on your wife
But not beyond suspicion.
Better don’t cheat to get imbalanced.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Successful men
The best way to defend is offend.
The best way to hate is be close.
The best way to cheat is gain trust.
The best way to trap is help.
Successful men know about these.
21.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Painlessness is not pleasure
I smoke not, drink not and womanize not.
I might live a hundred years.
Then what for?
26.10.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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