Scale overturns
I hate one who is a womanizer
But not myself who hunted many.
In him, I find contemptible lust.
In me, it is something chivalrous.
28.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The glory of lust
‘Lust, Lust. It’s worst’
Many burst.
Lust is not a ghost,
Nor a devil, nor a peril.
The tender grass on a rocky patch
Is tender to taste for the toothless
Cow, old enough to die.
It is lust. Who can hate.
‘Lust, Lust, It’s the best’
All murmur in secret.
01.05.2002, pakd
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No one likes you for your flirting.
I was lavish with spreading the message of
my romance
To the known and the unknown with a
sense of eminence,
To earn a mileage out of it by imbuing
others with jealousy,
But others from my back branded me as
a womanizer.
09.02.2002, Pakd
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Men are cowards.
Lust of man for a woman
Is fluid in status,
With tendency to flow down.
They advance to women
Who are lower in age or stage.
Men are cowards.
15.06.2002, pakd
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Love and Lust.
Beena,
I sought after you for your flesh
But you freely gave me your heart.
Now I feel shy to touch your flesh
Love from you ate away my lust.
30.06.2002, pakd
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Regrets and hate
To regret is to recollect
The past neglects and overhaul.
To hate is to take revenge
On ill doers and cleanse.
Both are self-repairing process
10.05.2002, pakd
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Lust kills shame
I am helpless-
Despite barriers-
To forget you.
My lust for you
Is to fault.
Whose fault is it?
You have something-
Not bone and flesh-
So intangible,
In search of which
I shed all my shame.
If I had been immodest
I might have plundered you.
28.04.2002, pakd
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One at a time
While you see you fail to hear.
While you here you fail to see
Love and hate, you can’t do
Simultaneously, only exclusively.
19.05.2002, Pakd
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Completing All The Touches
Her pupil shone –
Black stole a peek
Her smile wore sleek
Beneath a knowingness
That I would seek
A slipping down of garments,
Jealous of their role
To hide the jewels that complement,
Completing all the touches.
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Fantasy IV
Pounce of nipple
Snatches,
Catches me off guard
Flounce and ripple
Thro' the breasts
Arrests
Landing hard,
I'm flung upon my back
To analyse the ceiling -
No appealing under stress
Now under dress -
Panties gone
And she upon
My countenance -
I rouse to bait
Her feminine way
Lead astray by
Aromatic warming
Of her womanhood,
I tune her body's
Resonance
Thro' eloquence of tongue -
Her shrieking
Highly strung
We up the play
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Hate is the shadow of love
You hate a person
As you know him only half.
To love a person
Too, you had known him half.
You love and hate
The one, fully known.
The quarreling pair is the loving pair.
23.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Enjoy the passage.
Every hill has a peak.
Not only the Everest.
Every man has a top.
Not only the kings.
So are women, not only queens.
Watch them when you walk,
To find which is good to see.
Your journey is not boring.
28.04.2002, pakd
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Love fed the ego.
Attention crises, identity crises,
Acceptance crises, recognition crises,
Response crises all are at naught
When you earn the glance of a woman.
The lust is the ocean that bathes the ego.
To win a woman is
More than to win a battle.
06.06.2002, pakd
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Talons of a Gothic Mind
She of talons, borne from gothic mind-
Steel of blue her chilly stare,
Pitch of black her fetid blood-
Whence there came an evil flare
To terrorise the weeping kind
Befogged in mental mire; to rape
The shore with phallic waves -
And all for lust, her one desire:
Corrupt the sand of innocence
Without a case for penitence,
Or cause for such as reticence -
While coming on her priapismic fire.
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Fear is the lever
Fear of starvation drives you to prey
Fear of downfall drives you to fight.
Fear of injury causes the lust for power.
Fear of instability induces love for women
Fear is not the break of one’s action.
It is the very lever of one’s action.
03.02.2002, Pakd
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Possessiveness
A possessive wife is a fortune.
It gives all the comforts.
But you lose freedom.
Your lust is imprisoned.
Comforts give pleasure.
Freedom gives happiness.
Freedom is supreme.
A possessive wife
Is suited to a meak husband
Otherwise it is a hell.
23.06.2002, pakd
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
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Desire is not dispensed with
Objects clung to, are replaced.
Clinging continues.
Women lusted for, are replaced.
Lusting continues.
Loved and hated are replaced.
Love and hate stays.
Objects only change, not the urge.
05.02.2002, Pakd
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Commenting your weakness.
Those who praise you in front
And those who criticize behind
Do so from their cowardliness.
The strong one does neither of them..
21.05.2002, pakd
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Weigh you before you strike.
With right and might,
You can fight
With right and no might,
You can weep.
With no right nor might,
You had better sleep.
You’ll have landed safe.
07.06.2002, pakd
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Way to Heaven
He showed them the way to Rome
They learnt it and went to tell others,
Who in turn said to others, thus the process
Went on, with no one having really gone.
28.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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