Premature extinction
The old couple has no sex
Though they haven’t lost
Their interest in sex
Or ability in sex..
Let the pair be paired
With the new partners.
They would resume their sex
As if they were lad and lass.
Sexual urge is killed
In each one prematurely
Because of staleness.
04.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Primary sex
Wanting to be desired
Is woman’s sexual urge.
Wanting to be accepted
Is man’s sexual urge.
She takes her steps to tempt
And he, his steps to prompt.
Their libido trickles down
And their stocks pose no threat
To penetrate into adultery.
03.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A harlot’s status
A woman, as she’s paired with a man
In a duet, a dance or a love scene,
Can perform without sexual emotion.
So is a harlot; give her same status.
14.06.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Urges of lust
Sexual urge meets with the coitus.
Carnal urge meets with the bites.
Bio-urge meets with the impregnation.
Psycho-sex urge meets with the child-care
And socio-sex urge meets with self welfare.
Lust is the force behind.
Lust is the source for all forces.
25.12.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Starving though
The couple has married for five decades.
They’re happy they have guarded each other
And have remained faithful to each other,
Both not minding their sexual starvations.
17.08.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Final solution implemented
I often feel the urge to kill
and just as often I resist.
I know for sure one day will.
These insane urges still persist.
I told my doctor how I feel.
He said that I must learn to deal
When such urges bother me
that they are only fantasy.
Just yesterday I nearly killed.
My life dream almost fulfilled
But some last shred of decency.
Intervened and prevented me.
The lady was so beautiful
her swan like neck so round and full
Oh Lord the woman tempted me.
I could have killed her easily.
The only way to satisfy
my urge to kill: Someone must die,
make fantasy reality.
the one solution I can see
from which I can no longer hide.
My last resort is suicide.
No one else should have to die
My killing urge to satisfy.
I will depart with dignity
and not all reluctantly.
I’ll overdose, die quietly.
My problems solved permanently.
17/07/2009
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For a couple of days after chemotherapy, food tastes really bland, even the best foods. I haven't been sick, but have been a little tired. I haven't lost any weight.
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A Widow
It's hard to be a widow.
They think of you as one.
And all you ever think of
is how you two had begun.
Couple, pair, twosome,
partners all through life.
Then one day it's over.
You used to be a wife.
Now you eat your meals
all by yourself
and go to bed alone.
You see the chair
across from you
and you'd always known
there'd be a time when one of you
would leave before the other.
And now you're left with children.
You're known as just a mother.
It's hard to be a widow
but there's nothing you can do.
You keep your memories to yourself
when all you knew were two.
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Is marriage good?
Marriage demands living together.
Sexual compatibility is not enough.
Personality clashes intervene.
Marriage tests the couple’s tolerance.
14.06.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lost The Meaning
I don't even know what to say anymore
And somewhere along the way
I lost the meaning to words
and the ability to understand what they meant
I sit here waiting for the words to come
It's like trying to catch a sheet of paper
When the wind took it up in the air
and blew it a couple of miles away
Are we supposed to walk
a couple of miles to find the words
that seem to be lost in the corn field
or do we just let them decay in the field
Vayagara helpless
The count lost, you haven’t lost the world.
The volume lost, you haven’t lost the world.
The erection lost, you haven’t still lost it.
Lust for women lost, you have lost the world.
No vayagara can come to your rescue.
05.05.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sexual attraction, defined
What is sexual attraction?
Man tip gets gametes
Which have the halved chromosomes
And the opposite too have likewise.
Unless they join each other,
The two halves can’t be the whole.
Hence, both tips are desperate
To come in contact with.
Their urge is equaling to the urge to live.
08.03.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Queensday in May
Queensday in May
The fool on the hill
made us pay his bill
of uncomfortability
loss of stabilty
ability to trust.
La Fou on a needle
a memo of the war
reminding us of
how people can be
when they lose
their drift
in a black car jar.
In a black car jar
with his neck
streched
to the back
he lost his goal
his inner control
killed seven
and killed self.
The fool on the hill
made us pay his bill
of uncomfortability
loss of stabilty
ability to trust.
Our old Guilder says on it's rim: ' ïn God we trust! ' with on one faceside a portray of Beatrix our Queen, on the Euro we only kept the Queens face. By the way: Beatrix keeps her queensday on ex-Queens' Juliana 's birthday (her mother)
In dedication of all the victims and their beloved ones.
I do believe that this young man Karsten wasn't going to kill anyone especially not the Queen, his life was solitairly and full of disappointments and he probably wanted to catch a nice day in the sun. (let all speculations be speculations) untill he was annoyed by something something
inside him snapped and drove him in this deadmansdrive to this deadendsdrive.
Madrason 13-05-2009
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A Glimpse of Union
A mid-40ish couple,
walking from their back yard,
a quaint, quaint house,
trellised, treed, covered with skillfully placed green.
She a straight-laced, organic woman,
with black-framed glasses, utilitarian, not fashionable,
a sweater befitting her age,
befitting her comfort with her age,
and her husband,
even more organic than she,
bearded, capped, outdoors-man jacketed, walking up behind her,
together carrying a large, white planter to the house,
a tangle of green
sprouting high above the rim of the plastic holder.
They come more and more into view
as I walk up this gray, placid street,
the perspective of the house, shifting, to reveal their moving forms.
But they don’t seem husband and wife,
or not just husband and wife.
They appear partners,
partners in life,
partners in crime,
partners in all things gardening,
one in one,
partners in love.
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Sexual Device
(stuart emerson)
Producer for bonnie: stuart emerson
Im a run away freight train
Headin on down your track
Im the eye of a hurricane
Shooting daggers in your back
Im the howl at the window
The sound of a crackling flame
Getting uncontrollable
And the lines about to break
Nine times out of ten
I get what I want
I always want more
Gonna get what Im looking for
Be my sexual
Be my sexual device
Be my sexual
Be my sexual device
Im a tiger in the bedroom
A mist in the air at night
Inconceivable
An oasis in the fire
A shock on the airwaves
A fighter with a hungry heart
Im incurable
A new sensation
No reservations
This time I win
This time you lose
I still want more
Give me what Im looking for
Be my sexual
Be my sexual device
Be my sexual
Be my sexual device
Be my sexual
Be my sexual device
Be my sexual
Be my sexual device
song performed by by Bonnie Tyler
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Disaster of matrimony
The system of matrimony crumbles;
The virtue of monogamy crumbles.
A trust worthy marital life in vogue
Will no longer be a guarantee.
Partners shift, lured by erotic pleasure,
At the cost of durable partnerships.
Each couple lives with uncertainty.
Prosperity and promiscuity
Are twin goals people are madly after.
Once one’s sexual cycle comes to an end,
Man and woman will be left high and dry
To exit with out a committed soul to nurse.
10.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Partners In Crime
Alright
I know your wheels are turning, got your fire burning
I know your hearts as cold as stone
Youre covered in abuses, dripping with excuses
I know you got a lover at home
But youll come here to me, time after time
Youll go down on your knees
Yeah girl I can read your mind
Because were partners in crime, partners in crime
Your going empty handed, smiling like a bandit
Knocking on my window each night
Youre sweeter than a beauty queen, darker than a limousine
Need me cause I feel right
Yeah when its sink or its swim and the temperature flies
You get your body so close and lay it all on the line
Because were partners in crime, partners in crime
Because were partners in crime, ooh yeah
When its sink or swim and the tales thats youre blind
You get your body so close and lay it all on the line
Because were partners in crime, partners in crime
Ooh yeah, because were partners in crime
Because were partners in crime
Partners in crime, partners in crime
Lets go, ha
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Multiple
Marriage and divorce,
Remaariage and divorce;
Our sexual sins,
Our multiple lovers,
If your right eye causes you to sin gorge it out.
Whosoever looks on a woman with lust for her has,
Already committed adultery with her in his heart;
But he who departs from evil and upholds the law is accounted as mad.
Of men with multiple sex partners,
Of women with multiple sex partners,
Spiritual blindness has come upon mankind!
But most poeple never think to ask,
'Why' and 'How' did i get this disease in my body;
Yes, we are carried away with the cares of this world.
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Marriage takes a toll.
Marriage is found to take a toll
On one’s sexual life, it is true.
However supportive and kind
He is to her and she is to him,
They go to bed with out the thrill
That they got when they got married.
Familiarity is the culprit;
Curiosity is the victim.
Frequency in sex fizzles out
And stops well before menopause
With sexual thirst ever growing..
The pair set their eyes to wander
And either commit blunder
Or end up as sexual perverts.
A man of sixty will thunder
In passion, given a new partner.
A woman of sixty will writhe
In passion if explored by a new one.
Marriage is found to take a toll
On husband and wife’s sexual life.
01.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The effect of the desire
Desires overtake one’s ability
Resulting in frustration,
Which curbs one’s ability
And damages one’s body.
21.10.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Breathing Space Will Suffer
Friends remain as friends
As they haven't lived together.
Lovers remain as lovers
Since they haven't lived together.
The couple lives together.
Togetherness cuts the space
For freedom of movements
Of the couple under the roof
And hence suffocation.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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