Shameless bees.
A neatly dressed woman came to our pavilion.
We were on our feet to rivet her attention.
Thinking herself as a queen, she heeded none.
She left the screen, making us beggars.
How adamant she had been, we behind!
We’ve had no shame as we are all sex-lorn.
20.04.2001, Pmdi
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Opposites match well.
To a spineless, an arrogant lady,
To a soldier, a fragile girl,
To an adamant, a meek woman
Appeal as an appeasing match.
23.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Each is a head
A dull woman too is the centre
of attraction on her bridal day.
An idiotic man too gains status
in the role of husband and father.
Any woman is the queen as mother.
Any host is a king to the guests.
Every cat has a day.
Every beast is a head.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No sex without women’s consent
Be it a zygote, s fetus, a still born
Or a delivered child, it could not
have been born without a sperm.
Attention, watching, contact,
Intimacy, embrace and coitus
Cannot be enacted by a man
Without the woman’s granting,
Be it at any stage. If deducted,
The man was slaughtered.
Sex is man oriented.
It succeeds only when
the woman seconded.
30.3.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Twenty Zero One
2001 - where do I belong
I got my mind but I dont know where my head has gone
2001 - baby where you been
Its pornographic, internet, traffic on my screen
2001 - shes just a maniac
Its not for me but my baby really needs a crack
2001 - dont want the sex to stop
I took a pill now its killing me to keep it up
2001 - I know whats goin on
You wanna take my soul and change it for another one
2001 - those liquid crystal eyes, they really suit you honey
Let me get them in your size
2001 - by 2032 you can be me, and with a little luck
I can be you
2001 - let me bless you son
Help you believe with my semi-automatic gun
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Marital respects hinder
A husband is respectable.
A wife is respectful.
They carry it to bed,
Where both meet and blush.
No fun, no play, no orgasm.
Duty is performed.
Ennui sets in.
She starves in and he exits.
So extra marital is resourceful,
Where man and woman can play
Without such inhibition,
And without any shame.
29.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Smoke without fire
Any woman of repute,
however it might happen
that she was close with a man
of her choice or liking,
will not throw away her
fame, name and virtue,
more over her self esteem,
and have her husband cuckolded,
to commit the crime
to get the stigma of shame
and stand ever scathed.
But the world refuses to believe.
The scandal spreads like fire.
A smoke without fire.
19.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Busy Booked Hooker
Dressed nice and neatly.
She looked so hot.
With a weave that fizzled.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
With composure there.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
She avoided disaster.
Dressed nice and neat,
She played it sweet,
And undeterred.
She had wisdom and the drive...
To keep my interest flowing.
While 'peaking' as I'm growing,
To maximize the widening of her thighs.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
With composure there.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
She avoided disaster.
Dressed nice and neat,
She played it sweet,
And undeterred.
She had wisdom and the drive...
To keep my interest flowing.
While 'peaking' as I'm growing,
To maximize the widening of her thighs.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
She was not that sweet.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
She was a noonday hooker.
Dressed nice and neat,
Dressed nice and neatly.
Just an overbooked hooker.
On a call,
To meet.
She's just an overbooked hooker.
On a call,
To meet.
A busy booked hooker
On a call,
To meet.
She's just an overbooked hooker.
On a call,
To meet.
A busy booked hooker
On a call,
To meet.
A crooked booked hooker,
On a call,
To meet.
A crooked busy hooker,
On a call,
To meet.
A busy booked hooker,
On a call,
To meet.
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Love is buyer oriented
Venders are at door.
Why should she go out for shopping?
She can accept or reject.
A woman is adamant in love shopping.
5.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Any thing used to mitigates.
The blind sees by limbs.
The lame walks by hands.
The deaf hears by eyes.
The dumb talks by gestures.
The desert man braves the sun.
The polar man bites the cold.
The beggars are used to hunger.
The invalid are used to sufferings.
Having overgrown their miseries
They aren’t as much in pain
As you suppose them to be.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Marriage is irrevocable bond.[India]
Kovelon, in love and arts an acumen,
Had as consort, Kannakhi of his commune,
Won as beloved, Madhavi, a courtesan,
And left her, to return to pavilion.
Kannakhi’s love for him was devotional.
Kovelon’s in return was conventional.
His love for Madhavi was passion ridden.
Madhavi’s love in turn was emotional.
Madhavi was deserted and forgotten.
But she did not desert the ill gotten.
She stayed single against her frailties,
And surpassed Kannakhi in all chastity.
Love of passion and love of emotion
Are for harmony a better combination.
Love of convenience and of devotion
Hardly can contribute to its elevation.
What made Kovelon return to Kannakhi,
A woman with no art and romance?
The marriage is irredeemable bond
Above flesh, where return all prodigal men.
27.05.2001, Pmdi.
[This is the summery of a Tamil historical classic, Silappathikaram, written more than a millennium]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man’s fort
Man, the heart of woman is your real fort.
Your mansions, wealth, fame, all come only next.
With a nest secured in a woman’s heart,
In comfort can you live even as a pauper..
08.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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City Of Beggars
The sky is always blue in the city of beggars
There is not much green in the city of beggars
There are buildings being built so fast in the city of beggars
In every corner that you encounter
The city of beggars are growing so fast
And in the city of beggars lives 30 million people
The air is not that good in the city of beggars
Because of the factories and the cars
The city of beggars never sleep
The noise goes on 24 hours a day
It is not safe to walk in the street of beggars
Because you can get robbed and killed at any time of the night or day
The traffic is chaotic in the city of beggars
Thanks God there is no snow in the city of beggars
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Woman is the beautiest
The most beautiful creature
is woman, no doubt.
But one condition clause-
‘To the eyes of man.’
09.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Won Is More Than Owned.
You are not a beauty queen, nor even fair.
Time and space interrupted not my flair.
Your image, it alone arouses my dying lust
‘Cause, I had hard earned you from a croquet.
05.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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As single, one is devil
A woman is warm to any man
In the absence of others.
A man is nice to every woman
When he meets her face to face.
Only amidst any crowd
They prefer to behave exclusive.
Furtive emotion from thirsty people.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sex originates from thoughts
There must be a woman in brain,
By seeing her in person or from a print
Or by visualization of her image,
Without which there is no arousal,
Without which there is no erection,
And without which there is no emission.
An image of woman in imagination
Is in action at the time of orgasm.
Copulation and masturbation
Alike demand that requirements.
Even for the sleep emission,
Must there be a woman in dream.
A woman in brain is a must
To serve you as sexual stimulant.
18.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Grief gauges love
How deep you were in love with
A woman can be discerned well
By the strength and the length of grief
That her departure affected you.
02.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who is sexy?
Curvy actress and famous singer,
Jenniefer Lopoz, grabbed the sexiest
Woman in the World Title 2001,
For the second consecutive year.
Who is the sexiest woman?
The one who causes hunger
Where there is no hunger,
And increases the hunger
Where it exists, more
By being a rich fodder.
The lustful woman induces lust
Where there is no lust
And increases the lust
Where it exists, more
By being a rich feeder.
The beauty is only a doll.
The sexy one is a tool.
Sexy women rule the world.
22.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman is home
While the man stands,
His woman shall stand;
While the man falls,
His woman shall fall.
And when the woman falls,
Her home itself falls.
Home sans woman, no home.
03.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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I owe all to her
I owe, I owe all to my stirring, blushing lady;
To her tacit eyes, to her lips that savour of thirst;
Her palm, whose sweat my hand lowered to wipe;
Her lean arms, that are captive of my lorn eyes;
Her sturdy and slender waist promising me a nest;
Her love borne thought nudging its way to my path.
I heave in my soul when she hides her warmth.
If at all I live, it is for her, by her and due to her.
She is not the cause of my birth but can be for my death.
01.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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