The derivative
Man’s affinity with his stock
And woman’s affinity with her stock
Remain ever in spite of marriage,
Which connects them by sex,
Which lock them by their copies [children]
But which cannot make them derivative.
29.03.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The closest thing to a law of nature in business is that form has an affinity for expense, while substance has an affinity for income.
I generally find an affinity with a lot of the people I play and I suppose if I didn't feel an affinity for them then they wouldn't be particularly good performances.
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Dumb intimacy
In your presence I am silent
And in my presence you are.
Between us silence is comfortable.
Is not it itself a proof
That we are bound by affinity.
I am man and you, a woman.
Is not that itself a proof
That it is more than affinity.
Let us not reveal what it means,
To spare us of that embarrassment.
Let us be dumbly intimate.
That intimacy is more sounding;
That silence is more sounding.1
11.02.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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At least once
In spite of proximity, affinity,
Vulnerability, liberality,
And secrecy, a woman still eludes
Evades and escapes from a man’s embrace.
Shame is a dog that guards her.
Who hasn’t suspected his wife at least once?
11.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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It is wrong to think that love comes from long companionship and persevering courtship. Love is the offspring of spiritual affinity and unless that affinity is created in a moment, it will not be created for years or even generations.
quote by Kahlil Gibran
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Sex in relation
No affinity sustains
Between man and man
And between woman and woman.
It will retain
Between man and woman.
One man is the rival of another.
One woman is the envy of another.
Same sexes are friendly on needs.
Sex is the key.
24.11.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Unity of India
Identity brings about unity.
Unity paves way for affinity.
Affinity cements integrity.
Integrity ensures survival.
Thus a family functions as a unit.
Thus must a nation do to stay and grow.
India is the prestige of Indians.
Indians are the vestige of India.
29.10.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fragments - Lines 0183 - 0192
Among rams and asses and horses, Kyrnos, we look for those
Of noble breeding, and a man wants them to mate
From worthy stock. Yet a noble man does not mind marrying
A base woman of base birth if she brings him money in abundance,
Nor does a woman shrink from becoming the wife of a base man
With wealth; she prefers a rich husband to a worthy one.
Money is what they honor; the noble weds a base man's daughter,
The base a worthy man's: wealth mixes stock.
Thus do not be amazed, son of Polypaos, that the citizen's stock
Is growing feeble, for what is noble is being mixed with what is base.
Why Sex Before Marriage?
Marriage sanctifies sex,
sex consummates marriage.
But why prefer sex before marriage,
is there one or more reasons to consider?
Virginity:
Maybe its still men's quest,
a priority test for him as the best.
So that the mating could be marked,
as something worth experience to take.
Sensuality:
The best part in sex is sensuality,
that each mate could get from sex.
The manner a partner performs well,
is much desired by almost hot lovers.
Sexuality:
Science could enhance state of sexuality,
cosmetology can recreate the transformation.
By sex before marriage a person can discern,
is the smart way to test the true lover's affinity.
Compatibility:
Sexual compatibility excites much pleasure,
Aside from love it is where both are in tune.
And to know what degree of zest it can set,
through sex before marriage is the gauge.
poem by Marvin Brato Sr
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Affinity
to say that i have a deep affinity for the Tibetan
people would be correct... but i also have a deep
affinity for all oppressed peoples.
for too long Americans have been insulated from
the hurt and suffering experienced around the world.
now it's come home to haunt us!
we can never forget: as long as anyone is hungry, we
are hungry. as long as anyone is struggling for freedom,
we are struggling for freedom. as long as anyone is
in need, we are in need. as long as anyone lives in
poverty, we are poor!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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The blood matters
The affinity that exists
Between one and one’s son’s children
Would be a loosely made one
As their mother is a different blood.
21.08.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Uniting and dividing
What divides two unites them.
What unites two divide them.
Man to man and woman to woman
Rests more tussle than affinity
15.08.20005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Without shoots
You and your parents are
Shoot and roots of a seedling.
You and your children are
Root and shoots of a seedling.
Connectivity between
Root and shoot is original.
So is the bonding between
Shoots and root as natural.
Husband and wife are
Scion and stock of a graft.
Connectivity between
Scion and stock is artificial.
So is the bonding between
Husband and wife.
The old couple will know this.
Being childless is the one without shoots.
28.12.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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If stock market experts were so expert, they would be buying stock, not selling advice.
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Preparatory Meditations - First Series: 29
(John. 20:17. My Father, and your Father, to my God, and your God)
My shattered fancy stole away from me
(Wits run a-wooling over Eden's park)
And in God's garden saw a golden tree,
Whose heart was all divine, and gold its bark.
Whose glorious limbs and fruitful branches strong
With saints and angels bright are richly hung.
Thou! Thou! my dear dear Lord, art this rich tree,
The tree of life within God's Paradise.
I am a withered twig, dried fit to be
A chat cast in Thy fire, writh off by vice.
Yet if Thy milk-white gracious hand will take me
And graft me in this golden stock, Thou'lt make me.
Thou'lt make me then its fruit, and branch to spring,
And though a nipping east wind blow, and all
Hell's nymphs with spite their dog's sticks therat ding
To dash the graft off, and its fruits to fall,
Yet I shall stand Thy graft, and fruits that are
Fruits of the tree of life Thy graft shall bear.
I being graft in Thee, there up do stand
In us relations all that mutual are.
I am Thy patient, pupil, servant, and
Thy sister, mother, dove, spouse, son, and heir.
Thou art my priest, physician, prophet, king,
Lord, brother, bridegroom, father, everything.
I being graft in Thee I am grafted here
Into Thy family, and kindred claim
To all in heaven, God, saints, and angels there.
I Thy relations my relations name.
Thy father's mine, Thy God my God, and I
With saints and angels draw affinity.
My Lord, what is it that Thou dost bestow?
The praise on this account fills up, and throngs
Eternity brimful, doth overflow
The heavens vast with rich angelic songs.
How should I blush? How tremble at this thing,
Not having yet my gam-ut learned to sing.
But, Lord, as burnished sunbeams forth out fly,
Let angel-shine forth in my life outflame,
That I may grace Thy graceful family
And not to Thy relations be a shame.
Make me Thy graft, be Thou my golden stock.
Thy glory then I'll make my fruits and crop.
poem by Edward Taylor
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We may lay in a stock of pleasures, as we would lay in a stock of wine; but if we defer tasting them too long, we shall find that both are soured by age.
quote by Charles Caleb Colton
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She Chanced To Dream
on years,
on the dance of whispers.
where have we gone
when the merry pranksters
painted the soul
of a child to woman born
where dares she grow
from wood stock
she chanced to dream
but what did those
years, mean.
she thought they
would stay... forever.
but a child to woman grows
it’s all a body knows
and
it’s the stains
that paint
on one’s remains
as they ride the wind
sweet wind
and so,
still she rides
on tomorrow’s dreams
sweeter wind stitching
a wood stock witching
never...
and always free...
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Be wife elder
Ovum cells are released from the stock
And the age of woman does not matter.
Sperm cells are produced and then released.
So the age of man has an impact on them.
Old men produce children with dull brain.
Old women produce children quite smart.
Young man can choose elder woman to wed.
[a research paper says]
11.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A deep love
How deeply you love your family members?
When concentrate fully and center
complete thoughts and its implementation
try to remain with them in same station
What makes you to be drawn towards?
why is the same feelings from inward?
It may be blood relation and close affinity
this is real one and there lies the beauty
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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It would require more hands to manage a stock of sheep, gather them from the hills, force them into houses and folds, and drive them to markets, than the profits of the whole stock were capable of maintaining.
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