The graceful exit of the mother in law
Don’t compete with your son’s wife for his love.
He must see the steps ahead, not behind.
She stays after you; he must lean on her.
A graceful exit will earn you her love.
03.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Steps
Maybe one step ahead, maybe two
I could ease my day a little
Maybe two steps ahead, maybe twenty
I won’t be chased in doing my work
Maybe twenty steps ahead, maybe plenty
I could enjoy my day at peace
Maybe plenty steps ahead, maybe more
I won’t be surprised by any outcome
Maybe more steps ahead, maybe none
I let my life to be freely flow
Maybe no step ahead, maybe just one
I could focus on what I want to achieve
Maybe one step ahead, maybe two
I could take a little nap
Maybe two steps ahead, maybe twenty
I won’t be alerted every time
Maybe twenty steps ahead, maybe plenty
I could prepare the worst
Maybe plenty steps ahead, maybe more
I won’t be bothered by all strategy maneuvers
Maybe more steps ahead, maybe none
I don’t really care about that anymore
Maybe no step ahead, maybe just one
I won’t waste my energy to worry
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Sorry, mother
Mother! I love you more than my wife.
Mother! You love me more than my wife does.
Mother! You will not outlive my wife,
Whom I need to lean on after you.
Sorry! I am listening to my wife.
23.07.2009.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love and possessiveness
To love is to possess
But to possess is not to love.
To possess is a persistent calyx
That stays after the love’s exit.
Young couple loves each other.
The aged couple possesses each other.
03.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nothing Stays The Same
In this old world of ours,
nothing stays the same.
Two hearts so much in love
could easily break tomorrow
or when the next day comes.
Two lives could be easily shattered
as nothing stays the same.
Hate can easily turn to love
the very same way.
One day you could hate someone,
next day you could love them to bits.
The future is not ours to share
for nothing ever stays the same.
Today you could say you are leaving
and tomorrow you’ll come home again;
as long as this old world keeps turning,
nothing will ever stay the same.
1 November 2009
poem by David Harris
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51...........Wishing you
~ Wishing You ~
May All Good Things Be Yours........
Your happiness begins
With your wonderful wedding day.
You’ll share everything together;
Through it all, your love will stay.
Congratulations to you,
As you begin your happy life.
May all good things be yours,
As new husband and new wife.
On your joyful wedding day,
You begin a brand new life.
Friends and family give their gifts
To joyful husband, blissful wife.
But the greatest gift you'll ever get,
A gift from heaven above,
Is love forever, ending never,
Everlasting love.
You'll share life's joy and pleasure;
You'll have plenty of that, it's true.
But love is the real treasure
For your new spouse and you.
And if life hands you challenges,
As it does to one and all,
Your love will hold you steady
And never let you fall.
Your wedding day is full of joy;
Tomorrow you cannot see.
But one thing's sure for the two of you:
The best is yet to be.
(this December 2009 will be the happiest month for you and yours........
thanks for yr invitation....may you hv a blessed and wonderful life ahead...)
24th november 2009
poem by Fawzia Zie
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Shoulder To Lean On
since we all need a shoulder to lean on
i lean on any shoulder on me
i kneel on many like me
but i see a storm over me
i feel the waves over me
the great polar winds over me
might have mistaken-ed over me
but a mystery of unbeknownst
and fantasy have purported my brains
the pain so nice to purpose my veins
to run through a blood of taste
when life odds itself from waste
the exit is to die
that is how i never ask why
because i am ready to die
when no shoulder on me
can not carry me (any further)
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extract from 'shoulder to lean on' from 'foot steps' june 2012 v.7
poem by Onalethuso Petruss Ntema
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Loneliness
No one for you to love and
No one who loves you,
If you have, you are alone,
Not less than an orphan.
No one to share with and
No one who can share,
If you have, you are alone,
Not far from isolation.
No one to lean on and
No one who can lean,
If you have, you are alone,
Heading to ruin.
Privacy is a luxury
For one in demand.
It is poverty
For you as abandoned.
Unless you are loved,
Unless you are in love and
Unless it is in tune,
You hasten to exit.
Search and search for one,
Who can with you spend
And to whom you can lend.
Then sheds loneliness.
Loneliness is terrible,
Hopeless and deadly.
5.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lonely Wife
There is no strife
Like a lonely wife.
You could earn a bounty
And you need to do your duty.
But your duty to yourself
Is a very close second to your duty
To keep your wife afar from distress.
How can you love and cherish
Your wife sans anguish
If you cause your wife
To be a lonely wife?
poem by Lonely People Champion
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Lean On You
The firt step to heaven
I will take in my life
I am not afraid when
I can hold you tight
If there must be an answer
Then there must be a prayer
And you must be the angel
When youre standing there
So I lean on you, I lean on you
My life is such a statement
Of my hopes and despairs
But nothing really matters
Just as long as youre there
You love me such honesty,
You love with no gain
You speak to me so tender
And you never explain
So I lean on you, I lean on you
My baby she cares
Its so easy to do
My baby she tells me what to do
She always tells me the truth
My baby she cares
Its so easy to do
My baby knows what Im gonna do
Thats why I lean on you
I dream of an island,
Of a fantasy place
Where I can go to sometimes
And nobody can trace
Well such is the nature,
The nature of love
That when we dream it
Sometimes means that we need love
So I lean on you, I lean on you
My baby she cares
Its so easy to do
My baby she tells me what to do
She always tells me the truth
My baby she cares
Its so easy to do
My baby knows what Im gonna do
Thats why I lean on you
So I lean on you, I lean on you
I lean on you, so I lean on you
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song performed by by Cliff Richard
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The Zombie's Wife
The zombie's wife
has a dowager's hump
and never sees the sky.
On her way to church
she steps on ants
and swipes at every fly.
Her husband Humphrey
stays at home
and scours the house
for the squeaky mouse
his wife says got inside.
Winter's coming
and the larder's bare
so Humphrey wants
his wife to fix
the mouse for supper
fricasseed or fried.
poem by Donal Mahoney
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Seeta, a pity.
Seeta, you are a noble lady,
So chaste, so modest and so graceful.
Rama is your noble lord,
So virtuous, so chivalrous and so truthful.
Ravna is your bitter lover,
So passionate, so devoted and so lustful.
Rama waged a war to redeem you.
Ravna laid his life to retain you.
Rama loved you, as you are his wife.
Ravna wanted you for what you are.
Rama tested you by fire.
If you failed, what would be your fate?
Can Ravna do so, if he were in Rama’s shoes?
Love of Rama is conditional
Love of Ravna is categorical.
Rama loves you; Ravna devours you.
You are second to none to Ravna,
Who lost everything for you and
Who could do anything for you?
Have not you committed a sin
In being the cause for killing a loving dog?
The love for keeping chastity,
More than you love for Rama,
Weighed on you to reject Ravna.
The love for your chastity,
Rather than his love for you,
Weighed on Rama to own you back.
Ravna’s love for you is pure.
He desired you more than Rama did.
You would have lived more vividly
Had you met Ravna first and married.
Instead, you were at loss to earn a sin.
I pity you.
06.06.2002, pakd
[Based on the Hindu Epic
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Bitter Blow of Love
Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe
Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Where Are You?
If you want to live on a sweet love then,
Be my lover on this train;
Who will be my lover?
Who will be my woman?
Who will be my wife?
Who will give me children?
Oh, to you Ladies out there! !
Come and take me home;
My sweet woman to be,
I am missing you.
Come and show me the true colours of love,
Come and be my wife and let's have children.
Who am i to be blind; pretending not to see them?
Come and let's stay together on this love;
Yes, come and let's make babies.
Who will be my family?
Who will be my girl?
Who will be my woman?
Who will be my wife?
Who will i give my heart to?
Who will i share my soul with?
I need a woman to give me children.
Have you heard of Shakespeare?
Have you heard of St. Louis?
Then, hold back your tears to the one you love.
Who is after my love?
Who will be my lover?
I want someone special like you.
Hold back the tears of love to my heart,
Where are you girls?
Where are you ladies?
Where is the lover of my heart?
I'm still searching for the real love.
Lonely as i am, i can't let it go when i do find her.
I need someone who will let my heart beat,
I need someone to lean on;
So, lean on me if you are the one for me.
Where are you my sweet woman?
Tell me if you are my sweet lady;
I need someone who will feel my heart-beat.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Question Of The Heart
i came as a man
to look you in the eye and hold your hand
not doing this just because.....but
to show the women i love
to give me her heart
as well as i
begging to come a part
spitten words out looking at those eyes
asking the women of my life
to be the women who will be wife
love make these words bold
serious to create a household
to be everything i dream
as we unite and compete as team
i do love your heart
and wanna be in your life
as i ask the last question fromthe heart
will you be my wife
poem by James Bost
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It is better for a woman to compete impersonally in society, as men do, than to compete for dominance in her own home with her husband, compete with her neighbors for empty status, and so smother her son that he cannot compete at all.
quote by Betty Friedan
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The Love Then
love was like nature ever so green
But now its like a creature that always lean
Love was like a beam that out ran the sun
But now its like a game with useless fun
Love was a language that two hearts speak
But now its like a word that is utters so weak
Love was so true in every day
But now its as false as a nigeria play
Love was born with only a last name
But now its had a first according to it aim
Love was the best parts of every life
But now I doubt if any man would get a true wife
poem by Kemurl Fofanah
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The long time support
My mother loves me more than my wife.
I love my mother more than my wife.
I have decided to lean on my wife,
A stake lasting longer than my mother.
08.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Jump
Scared of love, love and swimming pools
Falling in you said was for fools
But when youre standing on the edge
You wont hear me because your blood is singing
Jump jump go ahead and jump jump
If its what your heart is wanting to do
This is real life youre dreaming through
And there is no glue to hold you down, so go ahead and . . .
Go ahead and jump
Scared of love, love and aeroplanes
Falling out I said takes no brains
But if your flight is going rough
Your soul will lead you to the nearest exit
Jump, jump . . .
While youre waiting
Time is grinning
Clocks and watches laughing at your indecision
While youre waiting
Worlds are spinning
Find another heart and drive into collision
Knowing this can you tell me youre . . .
Scared of love, love and swimming pools
Stubbornness, I say is for mules
But if youre standing on the edge
You wont hear me because your blood is singing
Jump jump go ahead and jump jump
If its what your heart is wanting to do
This is real life youre dreaming through
And therell be no wake up
Jump jump go ahead and jump jump
If its what your heart is wanting to say
This is really your lucky day
And there is no glue to hold you down, so go ahead and . . .
Go ahead and jump
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Wife’s assumption
I care my wife lest other men should.
I hear my wife lest other men should.
I provide for her lest other men should.
She’s content that I love her enough.
21.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Just Beyond The Heartaches
Just beyond the heartaches,
there is a new beginning somewhere.
As one door closes
another opens elsewhere.
As love passed through my life,
will another love come into it
and will that love stay?
It was a question that often plagued me
as love slipped from my grasp.
I know the answer
now the tears have passed.
With every exit,
there is an entrance
and the process of falling in love
begins all over again.
Just beyond the heartaches,
a new beginning begins
to take us on loves journey
through the highs and lows once more.
25 October 2009
poem by David Harris
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