Smile
Smile: It is an expression of love that seeks a rapport with a loved one;
A dawn of mercy that, after coaxing and pleading, emerges from the beloved;
A sunshine that rips the gloominess of the loving one, a melody to a desperate soul;
A radiating hope, to the one wandering in dark, from the woman of one’s pursuit;
A spontaneous one, an involuntary one, more a reflection of one’s inner heart.
05.01.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To Love A Woman
(ian hunter)
To love a woman
Lost and lonely through the night
My baby doesnt hear me right
Cross my heart and hope to die
The words wont come although I try
Its there beneath me deep and strong
And when I speak it sounds so wrong
Oh cross my heart and hope to die
Ill never know the reason why
You and I were so in love
And if the sun wont shine
Ill be warm enough for the both of us
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
Sometimes when Im away from you
I love you more you know its true
Oh cross my heart and hope to die
This loneliness is good sometimes
And youll return smile over me
And I still cant say whats plain to see
But cross my heart and hope to die
Youll never know how hard I try
You and I we fell in love
And if the sun wont shine
Ill be warm enough for the both of us
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
Loving a woman like you aint hard to do
You know it happens all the time
To love a woman another woman
To love a woman aint never been hard
(cross my heart and hope to die)
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
So Ill go on through this night
Wishing the words to come out right
Cross my heart and hope to die
This stubborn tongues gonna make me cry
Just accept me as I am
Understand Im a quiet man
Cross my heart and hope to die
I dread the day you say goodbye
You and I we fell in love
And if the sun wont shine
Ill be warm enough for the both of us
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
To love a woman
(fade)
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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No harm to be frank.
I adore many, alive or dead,
Who might know me or not,
Who might love me or not,
Or who might not know
I loved them.
Yet I love them
And love loving them.
A cute lady or a winsome heroine
Is no way different.
Why should I feel shy
When I admire them
And admit it in open.
27.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love stays, even if failed
I have loved and owned;
I had loved and missed;
I had loved and lost;
I had loved and failed.
None of them is less than
Having not loved at all.
‘He loved and failed
but his failing of love stayed’
Still born love is better
than unborn love.
It wipes infertility.
14.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sunshine On Cloudy Days
for my friends,
Without you,
Days seems so dark and gloomy
Seeing not the beauty, but life's reality
The thick clouds covering the sun
Forbidding the wandering sunshine to have fun.
I just wonder
Will there be sunshine on a cloudy day?
And make the birds and butterflies fly around to play.
Will there be rainbow after the rain?
Just like a smile after the pain.
Until you came
The clouds break out, letting the sunshine in
To touch the flowers and shines on him.
Melting the snow and let violets sprouts again
And let the shadow of love comes out from the rain.
Friends,
Are like shadows in the dusk
A soft breeze when the day is withering fast
They are like sunshine in the early dawn
Making one's heart smile with joy, not with a frown
A sun that shines and sparkles in the river
Painting their faces in the clear sleeping water.
Friends, thank you for being my sunshine
making my life threading on the line.
_maia_
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poem by Maia Padua
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Wants- sex definer
A confident woman, the man seeks.
An intelligent man, the woman seeks.
A good-featured woman, the man seeks.
A good-natured man, the woman seeks.
A modest woman, the man seeks.
An intellectual man, the woman seeks.
A virtuous woman, the man seeks.
A chivalrous man, the woman seeks.
Be graceful, women!
Be brave, men!
06.05.99
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The youngest one is the tip.
My own son is half of my blood.
His child has only one fourth of mine.
Yet I love it more than
I loved my son as a child.
The reason is not far to seek.
I am desperate for company.
I want a constant companion.
Others are busy to neglect us both.
The grandchild is my apical meristem,
That I want to tend to preserve my root.
25.04.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Way is the key.
Conduct yourself to be loved by the woman.
Imbue in her confidence. Stand for her honour.
Disseminate her blush. Overcome her fear.
She will not junk you in the game of love, it’s sure.
03.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Melody Of My Heart
my heart is on the rise
and fall
my heart's melody is as nice
than all
like the leaves
on the tree by the river
my heart is a melody
to the birds of love,
life and all that worth
as i walked the earth
with the melody
of my heart from then
and sang to my heart a melody
i explore an adventure
of the melody in my heart
and art a melody of my heart
with fingers dancing to the heart
my veins rain with melody of the heart
i feel the heart
in talk and melody
and that melody
is the melody
of my heart
my heart is a melody
to the words of a rhythm
its music from the heart
a melody of emotions,
feelings, love and death
...after all,
it is the melody of my heart
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Privileged to pine
You’re my sunshine.
When you are gone,
Gone is the sunshine.
Also my eye-shine.
You’re my Hormone.
When you are gone,
Gone is the Hormone
Also my backbone.
You are my rain.
When you are gone,
Gone is the rain.
So is my lawn.
You are my sway.
When you’re away
There is no way.
I’m in dismay.
You are my soul.
I am your sole.
Make me not lore,
Instead, console.
Albeit your exit
Memory stays put.
If you are out,
I turn a pervert.
Spike has no pain.
But skin had pain.
My heart is slain.
How to explain?
Who is the cause
For this impasse?
And your pause?
I shall ensconce.
You rein my brain
And rule my vein.
As you abstain
I am sore to pine.
Sight is extinct;
Talk is distant;
Chance is defunct.
But you’re extant.
Be whatever they;
See me to stay
And answer my say.
That only I pray.
You fear me, near.
You hear me, afar.
Your heart is ajar.
I only am aware.
I pine and pine
And find it fine
As I imagine
You in my brain.
You may forget.
You may desert.
I can’t repeat.
I can’t retreat.
Tragedy has a melody.
22.04.2001, Pmdi
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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Who of you I love?
While I loved you I loved your lankness.
While I loved you I loved your thinness.
Likewise I liked your reticence and coyness.
Which is the cause: you or your attributes?
23.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Gracia
Nay, nay, Antonio! nay, thou shalt not blame her,
My Gracia, who hath so deserted me.
Thou art my friend, but if thou dost defame her
I shall not hesitate to challenge thee.
'Curse and forget her?' So I might another,
One not so bounteous-natured or so fair;
But she, Antonio, she was like no other—
I curse her not, because she was so rare.
She was made out of laughter and sweet kisses;
Not blood, but sunshine, through her blue veins ran
Her soul spilled over with its wealth of blisses;
She was too great for loving but a man.
None but a god could keep so rare a creature:
I blame her not for her inconstancy;
When I recall each radiant smile and feature,
I wonder she so long was true to me.
Call her not false or fickle. I, who love her,
Do hold her not unlike the royal sun,
That, all unmated, roams the wide world over
And lights all worlds, but lingers not with one.
If she were less a goddess, more a woman,
And so had dallied for a time with me,
And then had left me, I, who am but human,
Would slay her and her newer love, maybe.
But since she seeks Apollo, or another
Of those lost gods (and seeks him all in vain)
And has loved me as well as any other
Of her men loves, why, I do not complain.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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I'll remember
I'll remember you
Your smile
Your laughter
And your brown eyes
Your smile was the most beautiful smile I've ever saw
It's hotter than fire
It's prettier than me
Your smile was a sun to me
You smile to welcome me
And to let me know that you loved me
Your smile was charming and calm
No matter how others' smiles are beautiful
As long as it's not yours, it's not special.
Your laughter was the most fantastic music I ever heard
The gentle melody with cheerful and soft harmony
I was glad I could listen to it everyday
Your laughter was a medicine to all the scars in my heart
When you laughed, I laughed
All the burdens, sadness, and angriness flowed away as I laughed
Your laughter was much more special than any other laughter.
I'll remember your brown eyes
Your brown eyes always looks into mine and says 3 wonderful words
I love you
I love to look at your eyes
I could see the reflection of me, only me
And it's so warm and sweet
Warmer and sweeter than drinking hot chocolate in winter
Your laughter always remain inside my heart forever.
I'll remember you
Your smile
Your laughter
And your brown eyes
No matter how pretty and beautiful other people's smile, laughter, and eyes are, if they're not yours than they're no special.
I want to thank you for everything
Thank you for always being there and my hero
And thank you for being with me and loving me
I'll remember you.
In the spirit of Rumi - 24
‘O My Beloved,
Only when I am close to You
is the world in perfect order, and
contentment enfolds me in warm arms;
only then am I at peace;
only then is my heart at rest
and I am still within myself
and know that heart to be true constancy…’
O My Beloved,
You heard me speak this
from my heart, to You; and then
You smiled.
And in that smile I knew
all that I had written, to be but
the faintest, pale reflection
of Your love for me;
for me whose heart You made,
to be there as a mirror of Your love.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Sonnet: Take Things as God’s Will
Let things on earth in any way happen;
Perhaps, ’Tis best when they are God-destined;
Just take it with a heart and mind open;
The short-comings, ’tis better not to mind.
Just do you mite and wait for better days;
But always put your heart and soul in it;
Dame Luck may smile on you in many ways;
Cheer up and make yourself, otherwise fit!
Whatev’r befalls, just take it as God’s Will;
Work with conscience: expect no reward;
God will see that good things will happen still;
His ones beloved will get His ‘get well card.’
There is much hope when you do things God’s way;
Success and joy will smile on you some day!
6-16-2001
poem by John Celes
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Hey There Beloved
Hey there beloved why are you walking away from me?
Hey there beloved don't you know all those gifts are from me?
Hey there beloved I carried you through your storms
Hey there beloved come back to me
Hey there beloved don't you know I'm waiting with open arms
Hey there beloved I wish you were not blind but could turn back and see
Hey there beloved don't you notice my art?
Hey there beloved my love for you is in every night sky
Hey there beloved look for my love in the sunset
Hey there beloved, the sun is for you
Hey there beloved the coolness of clouds is for your enjoyment
Hey there beloved I love you
Hey there beloved You can walk away
Hey there beloved it makes me cry when you chase other lovers, but
Hey there beloved I'll let you go because I want you to choose me
Hey there beloved I want you to learn to love me
Hey there beloved don't go to them
Hey there beloved they cannot fill you up
Hey there beloved, I'll never give up on you
Hey there beloved I'm full of tears
Hey there beloved I made you for so much more
Hey there beloved you don't have to dress like that
Hey there beloved they don't really love you
Hey there beloved you're more than just a body
Hey there beloved you don't have to try to be something you're not
Hey there beloved I still love you
Hey there beloved you don't have to earn my love
Hey there beloved those things won't satisfy you
Hey there beloved heed my voice that path will destroy you
Hey there beloved you're broken, but
Hey there beloved my heart breaks for you
Hey there beloved can't you see the brokenness?
Hey there beloved why do you ignore me
Hey there beloved.... I love you with all that I am
Hey there beloved, that's everything there is
Hey there beloved I love you with my entire being
Hey there beloved that's grander than the universe itself
Hey there beloved you've strayed so far away
Hey there beloved I'll always call you back
Hey there beloved I'll always be waiting
Hey there beloved I still love y-
Hey there beloved h--
Hey there be-----
Hey--------
H--------
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poem by David Knox
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Fine
A lovers quarrel
Death by a shotgun barrel
With a cleaning solution the instruments are made sterile.
A hairy situation.
Like a plastic surgeon.
Rewriting the expression.
In both the date and time.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Changing my identity
Becoming that man I never use to be
With all niceties, and pleasantries wrapped in a little bow tie.
I don't even know how I survived.
Some thought I would have committed suicide.
But my drive just wouldn't let me.
Well, Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
A murders escape.
A mind debates.
With shouts of hate.
How can you? Just how can you?
Emotional distress.
In all this I digest the worthiness
Worthless I've been called.
Well, Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
I can still hear you every night I dream.
No sound sleep, not for me.
The way you made it seem.
My fault, the living breathing scapegoat
Is it not real enough?
Well, Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in its desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in it desperate pleas.
Now I stand upon the darkness
Ready to leap in.
All for you my friend.
Even though my wounds have yet to mend.
It matters not in the end.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in it desperate pleas.
Now its fine
Now its fine.
Fine as fine can be.
I no longer need you and you no longer need me.
Can you hear the anger scream.
Reaching out for mercy in it desperate pleas.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Jewels (Love Poem)
Your eyes are like a window to a cave
Containing all the precious jewels in the world
The jewels are the reflection of our life together
Diamonds sparkle in bright light of an ice-cold day
Topazes glow with honeycomb fire in the evening
Rubies lust for love in a dark hour before dawn
Emeralds release a relaxing sleepy smile
Pearls display the heart of our loving.
poem by Ian Beckett
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Smile, that is involuntary.
Smile is exclusive to humans.
It can be genuine or fake, mostly fake.
It can be innocent or sexual, mostly sexual.
It can disarm without any arms.
Smile must be spontaneous,
Not like one before a camera.
Smile to show gratitude.
Smile not to win a fevour.
There is meaning in an infant’s smile.
There is meaning in mother’s smile.
There is meaning in lover’s smile.
Smile is expression of one’s heart.
13.06.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love’s base alike.
What is pink? Her cheek’s.
What is White? Her teeth.
What is fountain? Her breasts.
A child refers them to mother
And a lad, to his beloved.
A metamorphosis of love.
13.01.2001, pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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