Taboos
Incest relation is condemnable;
Adam and Eve got their grandkids by that.
Taboos are built for convenience.
28.08.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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(No More) Love At Your Convenience
Your childish game is over now.
Lost your power over night some how.
Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I'm telling you tonight's the night.
Close your mouth
Turn off the light.
Pull me babe.
Pull me down closer on you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Lots of time late at night, I really needed you.
I really needed you.
I really needed you.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your command.
No more love at your convenience.
Quit your tears and dry your eyes.
You know I hate to see you cry.
Don't you see,
Things gotta be what they got to.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience.
No more love at your convenience
song performed by by Alice Cooper
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Incest Relations
She adopted him as her son
With whom she had sex since then.
Her daughter also had sex with him.
Incest relation is not suspected.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Eating Icecream With My Grandkids
There’s something very special,
For me it’s always a treat,
When I sit in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
It never fails that I eat too much;
Just maybe I sit a bit too long, but
Oh, well, I still enjoy the time spent
Eating ice cream with my grandkids
Then, when I’m too old to get about,
I can sit and reminisce of the times
When I sat in a booth having fun
Eating ice cream with my grandkids.
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There are no taboos in bed, and there shouldn't be any taboos in bed.
quote by Frank Langella
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The alternatives
Sodomy and lesbianism
Are alternatives
To incest relation,
Which is alternative
To prostitution,
Which is alternative
To segregate chastity.
Masturbation balms all.
29.03.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Convenience At My Expense
Here!
I have decided it was easier for me,
To return this bucket with your miseries...
Than to keep you with beliefs,
You can come to me to add more to them...
At your convenience.
Well...
Your convenience at my expense,
Has ended.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I knew you were
I knew you were hiding
Your eyes were searching and finding
I was complete lost as were blinding
With all your appearance as if chiding
It was my first encounter at your home
I was called for no other reason but to welcome
They desired our relation to turn into permanent bond
As I had expressed my desire and showed I too was fond
It is still tradition in many parts of the world
The warmth in relation is felt in many folds
It is taken as beginning of new chapter inn relation
It is quoted in family circle as very good indication
The history is witness that two kingdoms are brought closer
They were fighting for years with precious blood and looser
This blood relation has proved a new beginning for peace
The continents have lived for years with very much ease
The relation has come to stand an acid test
Both the sides want to extend the relation to their best
This is one form of convenience suited to almost all
It is operated at all levels and considered as ritual call
I considered marriage as holy union
The need was felt for suitable companion
It is almost done by family members
Its joy and happiness is always remembered
It will be too much to ask from groom
She will only be confined to the room
You may be lucky to have little conversation
Rest of the ceremony will be marred by the questions
The arrival final day is very auspicious
The preparation for days together is continuous
The final day is heaved with sigh of relief when knot is tied
It will only be said then that two families are united
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Convenience
Needing!
And again I am from you...
Addiction free.
What you provided was not love.
What you provided,
Was a convenience to me.
A convenience to have someone there.
To hear breathing the air.
As if the company kept...
Communicated with chemistry.
Needing!
And again I am from you...
Addiction free.
It occurred to me,
To you I was just something to do.
And that wasn't done,
Seriously.
Even together,
You preferred to play hide and seek.
And I discovered,
I want and need love.
And when you left that feeling stayed.
Then I knew what you gave,
Was not love.
But a game to be played.
Needing!
And again I am from you...
Addiction free.
What you provided was not love.
What you provided,
Was a convenience to me.
A convenience that eventually,
Faded.
After the quick and ease of preparation,
Left immediately upon its release.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mother exempted
Horsemen breed a mare to a brother,
Or breed a sire to a daughter
To result in the same strain
They don’t breed to a horse its mother.
Incest relations put a bar to mother.
17.03.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Modern Eve
From rib of Adam, made was Eve
By God, as Adam lonely was;
Eve gave the apple to her mate,
And both together in haste, ate,
And banished were from Eden’s gate.
Eve brought on her a curse of God
To deliver offspring of man;
And cry for her children until
The end of world is called by God
And evil-doers, given rod.
With excess fat, less muscle pow’r,
Eve still was better Adam’s half;
And did the house-hold chores for him,
And nursed the children with great love-
A job, all men find difficult.
New problems came when Eve had tried
To share the role of Adam too;
And brought turmoil to home, work-place;
And children got neglected fast-
A blunder Eve does not relent!
Yet, Adam’s man; and Eve, woman!
Although equal in eyes of God,
And two resembled each other,
Were made with purpose different-
A truth forgot in modern world!
So, Eve was wife to Adam first;
And mothered mankind’s progeny;
And wore the garbs of sister too,
And loving daughter, grand-daughter-
Each role important in own ways.
None can imagine present world,
Without Eve’s contribution great-
Yet, plight of today’s woman stands
Terrible, horrible and sad-
Will Adams set this right at once?
The modern Eve in doldrums lies,
And cannot cope with world’s demands
Of increasing roles, but poor pay,
And sacrifice of time, priceless-
Awake to reality, Eve.
Dedicated to all women
On International Woman’s Day,2008
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-8-2008
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Promise with condition
I can move the earth
Provided I find a place to stand on.
I can carry the hill
Provided it is placed on me.
Often we make promises
With conditions as convenience.
05.07.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Oedipus
Oedipus was king of Thebis;
Jacarta was wife of Oedipus.
Oedipus was sincere in his duty.
‘While you suffer, none suffers more than I’,
With this, he resolved to save the city
By finding out the killer of King Lains.
Teiresias, a blind prophet, accused him,
‘You are the cursed polluter of this land.’
‘Terrible things indeed has the prophet spoken.
The killer of King Lains shall be banished’
The tension mounted, the truth revealed.
He was the son of King Lains he killed.
He married the king’s wife, Jacasta,
Without knowing that she was his mother.
Crippled with ignominy for the killing,
Oedipus preferred death but banished himself
As the banishment was the cure of the city.
Jacaste loved Oedipus and believed in chance.
‘Chance rules our life and the future is all unknown.
Best live as best we may, day to day’
She could not allow him to be doomed.
Oedipus must not know about his origin,
Which would reveal her relation to him.
She met her death, a proper end of incest.
18.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Holy Matrimony
God made Adam – the first ‘he’,
From clay of earth,
And blew His breath.
God found him lonely;
He needed a mate;
It was not late.
So, He made Eve – the first ‘she’!
From Adam’s rib;
She looked lovely!
They ate the fruits
In Garden of Eden,
And lived quite happily!
But came satan
In serpent form,
And lied to Eve.
Eve ate the fruit
That God forbade
Committing sin.
She gave to Adam,
Who also ate:
Changed mankind’s fate!
God drove them both
Out of Eden
As rod forev’r.
God’s curse on Eve
–to suffer pain
of childbirth!
God’s curse on Adam
–to labor hard,
Until sweat falls!
‘Which man, woman
That God unites,
Let none undo.’
The first marriage
Happened on earth.
Thus childbirth came.
The two were one
In flesh and bone,
And not alone.
God’s blessings rife:
‘A Happy Wedded Life
in joy and strife.’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-24-2008
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We're not children here. The law is-how should I put it? A convenience. Or a convenience for some people, and an inconvenience for other people.
quote by Paul Castellano
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Adam and Eve Apple Fantasy
I am bored Adam
I am bored Eve
Let's walk together in the garden
It is afternoon Adam
It is afternoon Eve
Our tummies are empty
Let's have something to eat
It is beautiful garden of Eden
How wonderful the fruit trees!
Adam look honey
This beautiful Apple tree
No Eve this is the knowledge tree
Look Eve there is sign in the sky
Can't you see?
Lord command 'Don't eat from the apple tree'
Ha Ha Ha
Who is that?
I am serpent of the garden
Listen Adam
Listen Eve
Go pick the big apple
from the tree
Adam my honey
Do you hear me?
My stomach is aching
go get me this delicious apple
Eve I would not disobey the Lord
Oh Adam
Oh Honey
You seduce me Eve
Ooh Adam
Ooh Eve
Something happened after
we ate the apple
Go Adam get some Fig leaves
Adam Let's rest
under the shaded tree
Adam let's have babies
Eve let's have off-springs
poem by Sherif Monem
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Obsessed With Incestuous Love
Why obsess something that is relative?
Everyone has their own fetishes.
But I will say this,
Having that kind of a love for 'insects'...
Is a bit extreme.
'Incest.
Not insects.
I said they were obsessed with incestuous love.
I aint mad at 'em.
What they do they do.
I could care less how or who they hop around with.'
Oh?
So you're one of those 'tomato' tomahto...
'Potato' potahto people.
'One has nothing to do with the other.
Normally they have wings.
I am not referring to insects but to incest.
What I refer to has arms and legs,
And struts around naked like no one knows.'
You buggin' today, huh?
Let it go, my brother.
Let it go.
It will be okay.
It doesn't pay to put that kind of stress on yourself.
Trust me.
Slowly...
Just let it go.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Love in many phases
Love at first sight: many vouch for it.
Love at long sight: It exists between fans
and stardoms.
Love at short sight: Proximity brings about it.
Love at dim sight: It thrives in profession.
Love at random sight: It revamps in absentia.
Love at blind sight: It is the Oedipus complex.
Love at wrong sight: Incest relation.
Each has its own span of life with momentary pleasure.
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For the Sake of Convenience
For the sake of convenience, we ignore
The epidemic of impertinence.
We don't abnegate from what we adore
For the sake of convenience.
We are taught to be obsessed. We have been
Educated by a standardized test,
That insinuates choice cannot happen.
We are taught be obsessed.
We distract our weary minds with the news,
Believing a culture that is designed—
Culture to consume in a single-use.
We distract our weary minds.
We learn what we are told—that we must
Cover any fresh perspective with mold.
For the sake of convenience, we have trust.
We learn what we are told.
poem by Tim Stensloff
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2008
We are in 2008 and,
We are still fighting among ourselves;
This is year 2008 and,
We still kill each other with bombs!
We are in 2008 and,
We are still naked in the forest;
Year 2008 with the Olympic Games held in China and,
We still go to war!
We are in 2008 and,
We do claim to be the best of the human ever lived;
But, how many bombs have we thrown to each other?
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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0183 Poem for Kay
Praise be to Him,
our One Creator
who built into Adam
the Great Vibrator.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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