Take pity.
To love out of pity
And do all that you could
Is far, far, superior
To your love for one
Who could do you a fevour..
03.08.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pity is superior
A street-dog is fed by you
And it wags in turn.
Your love for it is from pity
And its for you is for the fevour.
Your love is in command
And its love is of anxiety.
Have pity where you can.
Pity is superior.
06.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love Graded
Love from pity is the strongest.
Love from sex as lust comes next.
Then comes love from fear and fevour.
The last one is the love mutual.
(Mother’s love is from pity.
Man’s love for woman is from sex.
Love for the Ruler is from fear.
love for the master is for fevour.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pity Is Worrisome
Love with concern is supreme,
Which mother gives; next comes
Love with passion that lovers show.
Love for mutual is conditional.
Love from fear or fevour is bogus.
Love without respect is unwelcome.
Pity without love shown by children
To their burdensome parents is worrisome.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Which Love Is Superior?
A friend’s love is reciprocal.
A woman’s love is demanding.
A mother’s love is unconditional.
The God’s love is imaginary
Which of them is superior?
(30.06.2004)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love’s value
Pride yields to pity and pity, to love.
A king’s love outshines others’.
A queen’s love outshines the king’s.
Love merits by the lover to the loved ones.
10.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The superior love
I love the one I feel secure in.
I love the one I have sway on.
I love the one I identify myself with.
I love the one I take pity on.
I love the one I begot.
I love the one I sexually desire.
The last one is the strongest
And hence must stand superior.
3.10.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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That Pity B-Gone!
Let that pity b-gone!
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
And also going are those benefits.
If you carry on...
Like you can't handle it!
Let that pity b-gone!
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
And also going are those benefits.
If you carry on...
Like you can't handle it!
We knew that pity had to split!
B-gone.
We knew that our hearts would split, and soon...
B-gone.
If we let that pity sit,
Between us....
Both of us would have a fit.
If we let that pity sit,
Both of us would have a fit.
If we let that pity sit...
Between us!
And...
You'd believe,
That I could never love you.
To leave me feeling sorry,
And blue.
But...
I would know,
How deep inside my love goes.
And protecting what I love,
Before it overflows.
Let that pity b-gone!
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
And also going are those benefits.
If you carry on...
Like you can't handle it!
So...
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
And maybe not so much the benefits.
Since I would miss too much your many moods.
That pity b-gone.
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone.
No more from me you get pity.
That pity b-gone!
You indulged and had to rid of it.
That pity b-gone!
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Economy Is Dirty
If you fevour the labour
You tax the consumers.
If you fevour the consumers,
You tax the labour.
To fevour the profit
You tax both of them.
It is economy, dirty.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To cuckold
Why must I have fallen in love with
her?
It is not her charm I’m a victim of.
I think it is her superior race
That I avenged, cuckolding her man.
08.08.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hatred and pity
A cat chasing a rat,
I will fevour the cat
If I have hatred for the rat
And I will favour the rat
If I have pity for the rat.
Hatred and pity control,
Besides sex, one’s action.
12.12.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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This Is Such A Pity
How is your heart little darling?
I didn't mean to get so mad.
Let me just hold you closely.
How did things get so bad?
I know how to pick on you.
You pushed me over the edge.
We caused so much agony.
We can't seem to move ahead.
This is such a pity.
We should give all our love to each other.
Not this hate that destroys us.
This is such a pity.
(This is a pity)
What kind of future will we have?
Will we we ever find peace?
Everybody thinks we're crazy.
They're about to call the police.
I don't wanna be a chump.
You think I'm a fascist pig.
Right now everything is black.
I don't think we'll get it.
This is such a pity.
We should give all our love to each other.
Not this hate that destroys us.
This is such a pity.
(This is a pity)
[solo]
This is such a pity.
We should give all our love to each other.
Not this hate that destroys us.
This is such a pity.
(This is a pity)
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Strung On A Thread
Love is superior
Love is super-most
It is true
And it is not true
There is anything
Superior to love
I am love
I am the lover
Everything rests
Upon love
As pearls are
Strung on a thread.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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What else can I do?
I pity myself who had been a slave
To unfounded beliefs, who had prided
On vanity, who had justified my wrongs,
And who had done petty things for paltry gains.
I pity myself who had believed
Each of praises got from everyone,
And who loved every woman as though
She had not loved other than me.
I pity myself because I don’t know What else I should do for the wasted life.
19.01.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Divine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
All pray in their distress;
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is God our Father dear,
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
Is man, His child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart,
Pity, a human face,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine,
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew;
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell
There God is dwelling too.
poem by William Blake from Songs of Innocence (1789)
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Devine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress,
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.
For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is God our Father dear;
And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Is man, his child and care.
For Mercy has a human heart
Pity, a human face;
And Love, the human form divine;
And Peace, the human dress.
Then every man, of every clime,
That prays in his distress,
Prays to the human form divine:
Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
And all must love the human form,
In heathen, Turk, or Jew.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell,
There God is dwelling too.
poem by William Blake
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Bad, yet superior
Disloyalty is evil
But still superior to infidelity
Ingratitude is bad
But still superior to betrayal
Meanness is low
But still superior to imprudence.
Revenge is cruel
But still superior to assault.
26.06.2008.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To destroy my cupid
Maybe I embarrass you
If I reveal my love
Or say I love you.
Instead I show it in deeds.
I am sincere to you
And serious about your wants.
Maybe you do not know
I am doing these without a break
Despite no break in your silence.
Maybe you do not know,
I will not turn jealous of one
Who might find your fevour.
Maybe you do not know
I will not be bitter
Even if you slip for someone.
My shyness forbidding,
Your modesty dreading,
I am dumb about my love.
Because you lack knowledge,
You are likely to err
And destroy my cupid.
11.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pity, pity, pity
Look at to the unwanted child
Look at to the divorced wife
Look at to the homeless man
What people do other than saying
“Pity, pity, pity”
Look at to the tragic hero
Look at to the sympathized villain
Look at to the clueless victim
What witnesses do other than staring
“Pity, pity, pity”
Look at to the crazy dreamer
Look at to the unlucky gambler
Look at to the stubborn fighter
What friends do other than whispering
“Pity, pity, pity”
Look at to the withering flower
Look at to the starving animal
Look at to the extinct nature
What human do other than howling
“Pity, pity, pity”
Look at to the empty spaces
Look at to the blank faces
Look at to the lost traces
What devils do other than laughing
“Pity, pity, pity”
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Be a master to corner
He said,
‘I love you, my dear;
I shall wait at your steps;
I shall be your doormat;
I shall lay my life as your prize.’
She said.
I can’t love you, sorry;
‘What more do you want? ’
‘I don’t love slaves’
Women love only masters
They don’t love pleaders
22.11.2004
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her...
I can never get my mind off her,
I wonder if she'd mind if i'd,
make her my own,
and never let her go,
hug her tight,
treat her right,
act all polite,
take her on a date,
make sure i'm never late,
kiss her on her lips,
talk about our kids,
Make her feel like princess,
living in a castle,
hope that is not too much hassle,
But i am so blessed,
hope i can be the best,
hold you tight,
have your BR3A$t,
on my chest,
pass the test,
NOW YOUR MINE!
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