The lasting beauty.
The lasting beauty lies
not in surging breasts, chubby cheeks,
cloudy hair, fair skin and ornaments.
It lies in one’s aura and personality.
Often the common are sexy.
12.02.2001, pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Supremacy is the beauty
Chubby lips, plump cheeks, massive breasts, fleshy buttocks,
Blunt nose, hairy skin, coarse hair and black eyes
Are the features the Dravidians inherited from the Negros.
Thin lips, flat cheeks, rounded breasts, slated buttocks,
Long nose, pale skin, silky hair and brown eyes
Are the features Aryan inherited from the White race.
Aryans are held beautiful by their cultural supremacy.
30.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty has no standard
Plump cheeks,
Surging breasts,
Massive buttocks
Fleshy thighs.
It is epic beauty.
Firm cheeks,
Standing breasts,
Bonny buttocks,
Slender thighs,
It is modern beauty.
Beauty reforms according to fashion.
26.04.2002, pkd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty of a Woman
The beauty of a woman lies in her silence
Rather than her speech
The beauty of a woman lies in her patience
Rather than her inquisitiveness outreach
The beauty of a woman lies in her experience
Rather than her age
The beauty of a woman lies in her veil for awhile
Rather than her face
The beauty of a woman lies in her submission
Rather that her dominance
The beauty of a woman lies in her smile
Rather than her laughter
The beauty of a woman lies in her abode
Rather than her adventure
The beauty of a woman lies in her offspring
Rather than herself ever
The beauty of a woman lies in her heart's spring
Rather than in skin cover
Shashikant Nishant Sharma
(शशिकांत निशांत शर्मा ‘साहिल')
poem by Shashikant Nishant Sharma
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The sexy need not be sensuous.
A frigid or a barren woman
Is not that she is not sexy.
The one who looks sexy
May not be to feel sexy.
Yet she can entice, unaffected.
She is sexy but not crazy
A man’s sex in his eyes
And hence is often misled
30.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Be Sexy Effortlessly
Being sexy is not revealing parts.
Being sexy is highlighting features.
Highlight hair, ears, neck, upper back,
Arms or legs but one or two at a time.
There's a fine line between being sexy
And being cheap, which a woman must note.
For a toned body, no need of windows.
For defying hair, no need of hair-do.
For evenness of the skin, no cosmetics;
For hygiene body, no need of perfume.
On a pair of high heels one is sexy
With breasts forward and buttocks upward.
To look sexy, woman must feel sexy.
In feeling sexy, she gains confidence
About her sexual prowess and command.
Be sexy effortlessly and feed man's eyes.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Liberation of female sex.
You cannot grow taller than you are.
But you can be leaner than you are.
Dwarf is not the sign of beauty.
Be thin to look taller.
Surging breasts and broad hip are outdated.
Tiny breasts and narrow frame are the order of the day.
29.05.2001, Berhampur
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her Wet Hair Feels Cool on My Skin
Her wet hair feels cool on my skin
As she came fresh from the shower.
She lies near me and rest begins.
Her whispers soft, a quiet wind
Caress my senses for an hour.
Her wet hair feels cool on my skin.
I’m at peace more than ever when
I lay down with her in her bower,
She lies near me and rest begins.
Now love’s sensations lie within
A subtle simple touch of power-
Her wet hair feels cool on my skin.
She holds my heart fast with a grin
Delicately, like a flower.
She lies near me and rest begins.
I say that now if this be sin
I don’t in fear of death cower.
Her wet hair feels cool on my skin:
She lies near me and rest begins.
2009
poem by William Mcgehee
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Beauty Has No Grammar
Egg shaped face, not moon like one,
Cropped hair, not a long plaited one,
Plain neck and face, not ornamented,
Tiny breasts, not surging ones,
And casual wears adorn modern girls.
Concept of beauty has no grammar.
01.08.2001
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Hatha Yoga
No kind of physical exercise
is superior to Hatha Yoga.
It gives you suppleness and sturdiness
It cleanses systems and stimulates glands
It preserves will-power and reserves energy.
It conserves stamina and retains youthfulness
It expands aura and adds to personality.
Then women can like you at any age.
What more?
06.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Become a beautiful person...
Beauty lies in kindness,
Beauty lies in honesty…
Blend them together,
Become a beautiful faculty….
Beauty lies in love,
Beauty lies in grin…
Rapped them together,
Become a beautiful being…
Beauty lies in care,
Beauty lies in your expressions…
Brew them together,
Become a beautiful person…
poem by Sumita Datta
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Attraction is something deeper
Temples were built by the mighty,
Some with golden towers,
Some with golden domes,
And some with golden podiums
To lure and summon.
Amarnath is a stone of a cave,
With no ornaments, no pavements
And yet attracts braving crowds
Much against all its odds,
For its sway of power.
There are women, very common,
With no ornaments to adorn,
Whom men throng for their bounty
As against women for their beauty
5.11.2000, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Marks for beauty
Dense hair itself stands for beauty.
The fair skin or massive breasts do.
A distinct jaw too stands out for beauty.
Energy or wit will add it.
Not to have all to be a beauty.
30.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Pretty Lil' Princess
A pretty little princess danced before my eyes
Soon we shared these loving longing sighs
Skin so fair i feared it would shatter
If my hand were to touch it with just a soft patter
Long silky black hair bright rosy cheeks
I drempt of her each night for weeks and weeks
Skin so fair, such ebony hair
I longed to see her pose so i could sit and stare
Rosy red rosy cheeks
I hear a symphony when she speaks
Golden smile of pearly white teeth
A blossoming bloom just out of reach
My heart to hold my soul to teach
A blossoming bloom is not out of reach
At last I have held her and she did not melt
At last she knows what passion i've felt
So many days her radiant beauty shined
So many days on thoughts of her i've dined
A radiant beauty with ebony hair
I long to pose her and sit and stare
I long to kiss her skin so fair
This radiant beauty with ebony hair
Pretty little princess stands on her tiptoes
kissed my face and kissed my nose
Pretty little princess alights up off the ground
I know for a while i must have you around
poem by Beau Golden
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Who is sexy?
Curvy actress and famous singer,
Jenniefer Lopoz, grabbed the sexiest
Woman in the World Title 2001,
For the second consecutive year.
Who is the sexiest woman?
The one who causes hunger
Where there is no hunger,
And increases the hunger
Where it exists, more
By being a rich fodder.
The lustful woman induces lust
Where there is no lust
And increases the lust
Where it exists, more
By being a rich feeder.
The beauty is only a doll.
The sexy one is a tool.
Sexy women rule the world.
22.05.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XLII: What Lies Beneath
beauty lies beneath
sense lies beneath
secret lies beneath
character lies beneath
rule lies beneath
mind lies beneath
past lies beneath
foundation lies beneath
root lies beneath
dark hole lies beneath
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Chaste wife is a safe wife.
Maybe she is incorrigible a lot
But if she is chaste in her character
That is what her husband wants.
Their home then is not wrecked.
Maybe she is of fine personality
But if she is vulnerable to infidelity,
That is what her husband detests.
Their home heads to wreck.
A man wants an exclusive wife,
only comes next her beauty or gaiety.
05.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Beauty O beauty I am in love with you
Beauty O beauty I am in love with you
When you are found in the common face
My heart can barely wait to take your place
I see your look in the common race
For there you have placed
In a love that bares no disgrace
Cupid is blind this is true
So do not blame him when he strike you
And a man you find not fair
For half of beauty is within
This you can not see till you woo
And his inner beauty will overthrow
All of your misconceived notions
About what beauty mends
Beauty my man beauty
The common face capture me
The common love I can not see
But this love of the common he
Is what most that moves me
I have no shame to call upon the name
Of gay love tied with a ring
For love of beauty is beyond the dictate of the state
For they are only man made rules
And has not the true power to school
Common beauty can be seen on any street
And the bars where you go to meet
The common men is yout yo greet
Some say that beauty be not common
But they are but fools to think this so
For well does the true poet knows
That beauty is white as the snow
Beauty is black as the night
Beauty is yellow as the sun flower’s petal
Beauty is bronze as the metal
Beauty is red as the blossom of the crape myrtle
Beauty, O beauty its true that you do
To who you care to do
For all the races are filled with you
Beauty by like a tender touch
That in the night will come to irrupt
Beauty be soft, beauty be roughs
To pull back the skin of the silk
And expose the kernels of our love
Beauty o, beauty
Found in women and in men
We know that each of the same sex can comprehend
That a man can find beauty in a man.
poem by David E. Patton
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The Real Beauty
Everyone seems so intent on beauty,
but beauty is only skin-deep.
It is what lies beneath the beauty
that everyone, should be looking for.
The real beauty everyone wants to attain
should always come from within
and not the complexion of their skin.
13 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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Won Is More Than Owned.
You are not a beauty queen, nor even fair.
Time and space interrupted not my flair.
Your image, it alone arouses my dying lust
‘Cause, I had hard earned you from a croquet.
05.02.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The beauty, defined.
What is beauty?
Features, countenance or shape?
Affluence, youthfulness or robustness?
Elegance, briskness or deftness?
Cosmetics, costume or ornaments?
Intelligence, perseverance or endurance?
Grooming, cleanliness or decency?
Love, passion or lustfulness?
Honesty, loyalty or empathy?
Modesty, blush or reticence?
Or talent of art, music and dance?
To me any woman who feels young and sensual.
23.03.2001, Pmdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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