The compatibility
The sexy for the sensual,
The fragile for the sturdy,
The comely for the royal,
The modern for the elite,
The meek for the possessive,
The humble for the egoistic,
The dexterous for the brainy,
The introvert for the extrovert,
The emotional for the rational
And the have for the have-not
Are ten sets well set in matrimony
As vital for harmony.
04.08.97
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You use words like 'introvert' and 'extrovert,' various traits of a personality. A lot of that stuff, we used in drama school, and that was kind of interesting, to realize my teachers sort of ripped off a lot of Jung. And how much of it is part of our society now, these phrases, introvert and extrovert, where it actually came from.
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Instinct, Emotional and Rational
The Instinct, the Emotional, and the Rational
Are the stages at which your mind functions,
Together or severally in variant degrees.
Hunger and survival: The Instinct springs.
Love and hate: The Emotional surges.
Right and wrong: The Rational decides.
In the game of chess, you are rational.
In the game of love, you are emotional.
In the game of sex, you are instinctual.
The Rational mind is your judge.
The Emotional mind is your advocate.
The Instinctual mind is your subject.
When judge fails, when advocate fails,
The subject spurts to save the self
Or feeds the self without fail.
The Rational abide by the codes.
The Emotional deviates from it.
The Instinct violates it.
The Rational decides how to face.
The Emotional positions the move.
But the Instinct accomplishes it.
Far sighted is the Rational.
Short sighted is the Emotional.
Blind is the Instinct.
The Instinct reels under the Emotional.
The Emotional trails behind the Rational.
The Rational strives to manage them both.
The child is more under the Instinct.
The adult is more under the Emotional.
The old is more under the Rational.
The Rational lacks vigour.
The Emotional lacks balance.
The Instinct lacks prudence.
The Rational has distant motive.
The Emotional has immediate motive.
The Instinct has instant motive.
Intellectuals are rational.
Poets and lovers are emotional.
The ignorant are instinctual.
The Rational wages cold war.
The Emotional engages in verbal war.
The Instinctual commits physical war.
You are rational in forenoon.
You are emotional in afternoon.
You are instinctual at night.
The Instinctual is skillful.
The Emotional is forceful.
The Rational is careful.
A man and a woman in a tete-a-tete,
They are outwardly rational,
Inwardly emotional and deep instinctual.
In Cricket, a low catch at slip
Is well taken by Instinct and a
Lofty one in long-on, judged and missed.
The Instinct ignites the revolt.
The Emotion fuels it.
The Rational sedates it.
By Instinct you steal.
By Emotion, you weep and laugh.
By Rational, you criticize.
The Instinct feeds your senses.
The Emotion feeds your mind.
The Rational feed your ego.
Love for food and sex is the Instinct.
Love for arts and music is emotional.
Love for fame and name is the Rational.
A man or woman is all of three.
But they will vary in degree.
20.01.2001, Pmdi
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Emotions surpass eroticism.
When husband and wife practise sex
for procreation, sets in perversion.
When they prefer to have sex
as recreation, sets in aversion.
When the pair builds up their sex
as mere rational, sets in delusion.
When the couple makes their sex
as emotional, stays the satisfaction.
Then coitus least matters.
27.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It's all emotion. But there's nothing wrong with emotion. When we are in love, we are not rational; we are emotional. When we are on vacation, we are not rational; we are emotional.
quote by Frank Luntz
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My wife.
She is not royal like you, but young.
She is not modern like you, but sturdy.
She is not cute like you, but new.
Who is to blame if my eyes stray?
29.12.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Extrovert
Yes, its true
I want that apple, just like william tell,
No more floor gazing, no more head down the well.
Im feeling extrovert.
I should be shaking the stars instead of hugging the dirt.
I swear!
Im really burning, fit to boil up the sea,
Human volcano at a zillion degrees.
Im feeling extrovert.
Instead of quiet and shy Im really dying to fly.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel,
Extrovert.
No hidden message, nothing political,
You neednt listen, I just wanted to show,
Im feeling extrovert.
I am the lion whos roaring not the mouse that gets hurt.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel.
My trumpet plays for you,
Im gonna blow it now.
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Extrovert
Yes, its true
I want that apple, just like william tell,
No more floor gazing, no more head down the well.
Im feeling extrovert.
I should be shaking the stars instead of hugging the dirt.
I swear!
Im really burning, fit to boil up the sea,
Human volcano at a zillion degrees.
Im feeling extrovert.
Instead of quiet and shy Im really dying to fly.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel,
Extrovert.
No hidden message, nothing political,
You neednt listen, I just wanted to show,
Im feeling extrovert.
I am the lion whos roaring not the mouse that gets hurt.
I feel like someone else,
Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do.
I feel like someone else,
I feel new, not so blue.
I feel.
My trumpet plays for you,
Im gonna blow it now.
song performed by by Xtc
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Kamala Das
I bought a book written by you,
On whose wrapper your face at sixty,
With a stud on left nostril, the lock
Utter black by dye, in loose knot,
And lips as fleshy as your cheeks,
Stared at me, sultrier than any youth.
How sexier you must have been
A decade ago, two decades back
Or at your thirty, let alone twenty!
How fortunate those must have been,
Who revolved around you then!
How many wooed and how many were voyeurs!
Is it your exceptional intellect
That keeps you alluring?
Is it your matriarchal Clan
That keeps your eyes sensual?
Is it by your sensuous poems
That you look sensual
Or is it by your sensual and sensuous looks
Your writings came to be sensual?
I read your poems sensually
With your sexy figure in thought.
I read your face sensually
With your sexy poems in thoughts.
You or your verses, which tempt more?
‘Age cannot wither her, nor customs stale
Her infinite variety’
8.11.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Poetry Is Sexy
Poetry is sexy
Its lyrics aim to please
Poetry is sexy
Engaging in its tease
Poetry is sexy
It radiates with verb
Poetry is sexy
Every idyllic word
Poetry is sexy
Refined for purity
Poetry is sexy
Stripped of subtlety
Poetry is sexy
When read between the lines
Poetry is sexy
Laced with frilly rhymes
Poetry is sexy
Both singular and plural
Poetry is sexy
Every exclamatory swirl
Poetry is sexy
Grammatically raw
Poetry is sexy
Even typos and all
Poetry is sexy
Consummated publicly
Poetry is sexy
When performed properly
Poetry is sexy
Irrespective of its font
Poetry is sexy
Fashioned any way you want
poem by Brian Dorn
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I really do not see much use in exalting the humble and meek; they do not remain humble and meek long when they are exalted.
quote by Samuel Butler
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Even in modern art, artists have used methods based on calculation, inasmuch as these elements, alongside those of a more personal and emotional nature, give balance and harmony to any work of art.
The curse and bliss
Possessive parent is a curse;
I was pampered.
Possessive spouse is a curse;
I was shackled.
Possessive child is bliss;
I am secure.
06.0.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happiness is possible only to a rational man, the man who desires nothing but rational goals, seeks nothing but rational values and finds his joy in nothing buy rational actions.
Ayn Rand in Atlas Shrugged
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Humility And Pride
Two emotions deep down inside, are those of humility and pride,
They produce what men may see, in the life of both you and me.
A haughty spirit can sure reside, in a heart that’s filled with pride.
A humble spirit is in you and me, when you’re filled with humility.
You can lift yourself up with pride, but God’s Word is not denied,
And God’s Word is clear and loud, God will humble all the proud.
Men may believe that they are wise; but that is only in their eyes.
For all of pride, my dear friend, by The Lord shall be condemned.
Men who are humble and meek, by proud men considered weak,
By The Lord are never despised, but truly favored in God’s eyes.
The Lord will exalt humble men; for this is in His Word my friend,
They will be lifted up by The Lord, as by God they’re not ignored.
On the cross there was no pride, as Jesus Christ our Savior died.
Christ had displayed for us humility, as The Savior of all humanity.
The Eternal God, far from weak, was to all men humble and meek.
God’s example is for all to behold, and His Word will not grow old.
Friend pride can be a hindrance, to the life Christ has given to us,
Pride will never be used by God, but it shall be judged by His rod.
Allow Christ’s humble spirit within, then you shall be used by Him,
As only a meek and humble life, truly displays the power of Christ.
(Copyright ©05/2006)
Sorry
I’m sorry of being so emotional
I’m sorry of being so possessive
I’m sorry that I cry for you
I’m sorry because I can’t live without you
I’m sorry for the tears you shed
I’m sorry for the damage I made
I’m sorry I’ve made you sick
Sorry I hurt you so deep
I’m sorry for giving you sleepless nights
I’m sorry for each and every fight
I’m sorry for your pain & agony
I’m sorry for the missing harmony
I’m sorry for my selfish love
I’m sorry for not caring enough
I’m sorry for my restlessness
I’m sorry for the losing grace
I’m sorry my friend I made you mad
I’m sorry darling you are so sad
Sorry for not giving you any happiness
Sorry because it’s my disgrace
I’m sorry for thinking of you so very much
I’m sorry I always miss your touch
I’m sorry of being so mad about you
I’m sorry for my every blue
I’m sorry of being so immature
I’m sorry now that can’t be cured
I’m sorry of being myself
I’m sorry that I’ve failed
I’m sorry and sorry again
I’m sorry of being insane
But believe me that I love you
Should I say sorry for that too?
poem by Sourav RCY
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I'm Sorry Dear
I'm sorry of being so emotional
I'm sorry of being so possessive
I'm sorry that I cry for you
I'm sorry because I can't live without you.
I'm sorry for the tears you shed
I'm sorry for the damage i made
I'm sorry I've made you sick
Sorry I hurt you so deep
I'm sorry for giving you sleepless nights
I'm sorry for each and every fight
I'm sorry for your pain and agony
I'm sorry for the missing harmony
I'm sorry for my selfish love
I'm sorry for not caring enough
I'm sorry for my restlessness
I'm sorry for the losing grace
I'm sorry my friend I made you mad
I'm sorry Darling you are so sad
Sorry for giving you any happiness
Sorry because it's my disgrace
I'm sorry for thinking of you so very much
I'm sorry I always miss your touch
I'm sorry of being so mad about you
I'm sorry for my every blue
I'm sorry of being so immature
I'm sorry now that can't be cured
I'm sorry of being myself
I'm sorry that i have failed
I'm sorry and sorry again
I'm sorry of being insane
But believe me that I LOVE YOU
Should I say sorry for that too...? ? ?
poem by Ashok Sethi
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Modern Dancing
Modern, modern, modern, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern
I see you acting modernly with the boys and girls
Exposure breeds discovery in the modern world
The 60's hairdos 90's eyes are just flashing lights
A touch of neon hinting class for the modern night
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern
Mono vision tv face and determined eyes
The clothes are perfect the rips in place just the perfect size
Familiarity breeds contempt but it doesn't show
We've heard the music times before but it still makes you go
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, modern dancing
Modern dancing, dancing
....variations to fade....
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Womanhood
I want a woman
Akin to a tendril,
As fragile as it could be,
To fondle and humble
The way I did with my doll
When I was a child.
Also I want a woman
Akin to a wood,
As sturdy as it could be,
On who to rest and recline
The way I nestled onto
The lap of my mother.
In the company of the former
I feel I have conquered.
In the company of the latter
I feel I am secure.
The one who lacks either of whom
Is the one led astray.
19.07.96
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Don't get emotional,
Take decision rational,
Think twice optional!
haiku by V.K. Kanniappan
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Humble Daisy
Humble daisy
Form a chain to hold all battleships in check
Humble daisy
Knit a ladder down to natures sunken wreck
Ragged rug unbound
Tangle trip the lovers
Royal barge aground
Brighter than all of the others on the window sill
Ill sing about you if nobody else will
Humble daisy
Cast the milk and coins of mornings cash about
Humble daisy
I fell down to heaven as you picked me out
Well look up together
Browsing through some old sky
Sipping in the weather
Youve got me dizzy, the fly that climbed the sugar hill
Ill lay upon you till somebody else will
Humble daisy
Well look up together
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