The relief is pleasure
Thirst demands; you drink water.
You get relief.
The bladder demands; you pee..
You get relief.
Relief by filling and emptying
Serves you alike
28.06.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Gulps and emptying
Gulps of water after thirst,
And emptying the bladder after a hold
Give you through their action
Same amount of relief.
Gulps and emptying are the way of life,
And in them we get relief, which is pleasure.
28.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Teachers Are Afraid Of The Pupils
Theres too many people
Planning your downfall
When your spirits on trial
These nights can be frightening
Sleep transports sadness
To some other mid-brain
And somebody here
Will not be here next year
So you stand by the board
Full of fear and intention
And, if you think that theyre listening
Well, youve got to be joking
Oh, you understand change
And you think its essential
But when your profession
Is humiliation
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
Mucus on your collar
A nail up through the staff chair
A blade in your soap
And you cry into your pillow
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Say the wrong word to our children ...
Well have you, oh yes, well have you
Lay a hand on our children
And its never too late to have you
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
To be finished would be a relief
Im very glad the spring has come
The sun shines out so bright
All the birds that are on the trees
Are singing for delight
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The relief
Food entering mouth is a relish;
Its exit from anus is a relief.
Mating is relish; orgasm is relief.
Relief is the peak of the pleasure.
26.06.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Something so ordinary can be poetic
Something like
NO PARKING
Is poetic to me
You are a soul
Lost to this
Town of indifference
And you have
Been roaming
Around in your
Old car of a
Soul and you
Want to rest
And think
And what they
Say is
NO PARKING
That is actually
Poetic
Or shall we say
THIS WAY TO THE RESTROOM
Oh that is really
Poetic signifying
Relief that in this country
There still exists A WAY TO
A way a path a footpath
for someone lost
someone wanting to empty
Himself like a heavy cloud
Wanting to empty
Its accumulating heaviness
Like your urinary bladder
Looking for a restroom and
Oh heavens
This is the way to the rest room
This is the way to the heavens
Where I can just
Have the freedom of pursuing my happiness
Of a simple poetic pee
So this way to the rest room
Is a feeling of relief
It is a feeling of relief and poetry is just like that
You look for a way to unburden yourself
A way to this and that of relieving your
Urinary bladder your poetic urinary bladder
Discharging a discomfort
A heaviness of unwanted liquids
Which you have accumulated
In time
And you hold your thing in the manner that you
Want it held and in the process that you want it done
Without anybody looking
Without anybody saying you this is the proper way to pee
And no other else that can make your pee wholesome
To prescribed rules
And you point it to the big basin of a bowl
You pee
You have just discharged a discomfort
With all the images of
THIS WAY PLEASE TO THE COMFORT ROOM
To your comfort zone
Because you have been in such a discomforting fit
In complete release
You feel relief
And that to me is very poetic
THIS WAY TO THE COMFORT ROOM PLEASE
when all you want in life is to pee
On that instance
that moment is the best poetry
To the lines and verses of a person
simply peeing.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Real relief
So long as the low race feels stigmatized
No racial parity by law gives relief.
So long as housewives feel stigmatized
No woman empowerment gives relief.
So long as free women feel stigmatized
No sexual freedom would give any relief.
Only when their opponents feel stigmatized
For their attitudes, relief would be in reality.
18.07.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nails In My Feet
My life is a house
You crawl through the window
Skip across the floor and into the reception room
You enter the place of endless persuasion
Like a knock on the door
When there's ten or more things to do
Who is that calling?
You my companion
Run to the water on a burning beach
And it brings me relief
Pass through the walls
To find my intentions
Circle 'round in a strange, hypnotic state
I look into space
There is no connection
A million points of light
And a conversation I can't face
Cast me off one day
To lose my inhibition
Sit like a lap dog on the edge of his knee
Wear the nails on your feet
I woke up the house
Stumbled in sideways
The lights went on and everybody screamed "Surprise!"
The savage review
It left me gasping
But it warms my heart to see that you can do it too
Total surrender
Your touch is so tender
Your skin is like water on a burning beach
And it brings me relief, it brings me relief, it brings me relief
Like a night in your mind
It brings me relief
In the back door
Under the stars
And the scenery is my flaw
In the back room
Under the stars
And the scenery is my flaw
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Pain Giving Water
My heart aches from an Attack
of loneliness
brought forth by a pain giving water
water I drank willingly in hopes it would quench my thirst
Oh how I was fooled by that short moment of relief
Cool and refreshing, moist and Satisfying
Then it was over
Leaving me thirsty once more with no water to drink
I kept asking for more of the water I drank but there was none left
I pleaded, I begged, I sobbed, and I moaned but still no water
Now left dehydrated I press on in search of new water But
hurt so much I wonder how Much Longer
I can go on
Were is my water?
poem by Christopher Powers
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Relief
Relief flows over you
like an ocean breeze,
cool, refreshing with a lift.
It brushes away the strife
your life was clogged with
that dragged your soul down.
Relief lifts you up
from the depths
that have saddened your soul
making you feel whole again.
Ridding you of the feelings
that have slated your life.
Relief now lifts you
and gone is the emotional turmoil
that blighted your being.
Refreshed you feel
a new wellspring
in which your life can unfold.
poem by David Harris
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Congress did a good thing back in 1995 in passing the Deep Water Royalty Relief Act. That act did a simple thing. It provided automatic royalty relief for new leases for 5 years in the deep waters of the Gulf of Mexico.
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Time Is Not Kind
Time brings no relief to me.
I miss him so much and you can't see
each day that comes,
each day that goes
just like the spring and winter snows.
It leaves me with my grief.
Time brings no relief to me.
Where is the time when I can be
without his face
in every place?
I believed the lie that time can heal
and liven up my pace.
But each step I take where he has been
is not a step I'm happy in.
Each day that's born,
each night that leaves
echoes the lie as I grieve.
Time brings no relief to me.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Cool Relief
You are my lovely dedicated wife
A cool relief in this hot hell of miseries.
You are my noble friend
A cool relief in this hot hell of miseries.
You are my obedient son
A cool relief in this hot hell of miseries.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I would give relief from the first $10,000 of the payroll tax. I would allow small businesses to accelerate depreciation so they would have an incentive to buy now rather than defer. I would also give to the states $40 billion of relief.
quote by Bob Graham
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Love, passion and lust
Love demands no right;
Love demands no weight;
Love demands no return.
A mother thus loves.
Passion demands hold;
Passion demands right;
Passion demands return.
A woman can translate it.
Lust finds no ethics;
Lust exudes no fear.
Lust demands no reason.
A man is adept of it.
2202.10.2000, Vijayavada
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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There are two sighs of relief every night in the life of an opera manager. The first comes when the curtain goes up The second sigh of relief comes when the final curtain goes down without any disaster, and one realizes, gratefully, that the miracle has happened again.
quote by Rudolf Bing
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Art Consumes Flame Immortal Souls
What is the curse of no time
for any artist for all artists?
Art demands time
all consuming time
times of precise reflection
times of informative focus
times of intense productivity
times of perceptive clarity
times of felt vision testimony
times of account sensitivity
times of passion commentary
times of creative outpourings
times of artistic servitude
means art more demands
than a mere pound of flesh
art demands fibres of our being
art demands neurons identities
art demands touch sound stimuli
art demands light radiant souls
art demands devotes of the mind
art demands paid vision ransoms
art demands intense internal bleeding
art demands pain waltz symphonies
art demands epic universal certainties
art demands artists lifetime creations
art consumes flame immortal souls
poem by Terence George Craddock
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We not only heard it before 20 years ago, before George Bush in 2001 passed his tax relief, before in 2003 the tax relief were past, we were told they were dead. Before we provided prescription drugs for Medicare, we were told it wasn't going to happen.
quote by Ken Mehlman
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We are aware that many national farm organizations are putting forth various plans to provide both short- and long-term relief to our nation's agricultural producers. While we believe long-term solutions are essential, the current situation demands a more immediate response.
quote by Mel Carnahan
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The office of drama is to exercise, possibly to exhaust, human emotions. The purpose of comedy is to tickle those emotions into an expression of light relief; of tragedy, to wound them and bring the relief of tears. Disgust and terror are the other points of the compass.
quote by Laurence Olivier
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Disasters and Deeds
Disasters excel when brilliant,
This fact is well-known and magnificent.
Deeds of the tragic command belief,
But is it not disbelief, any relief?
My accusations, they disgust me and you,
But relief is a grave question of who?
My battles are fought due to wars,
When and where are they indoors?
The disaster is supremely disturbing
To the soul and life, the very curbing!
poem by Naveed Akram
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Showing My bladder Who's Boss!
Oh what an annoyance
It happens to be
When my bladder, at night
Wakes me up for a wee
I'm often too sleepy
And stubborn I get
So I drift back to sleep
As I'm sure I won't wet
The nerves from my bladder
I try to block out
As to nod off again
Is what I am about
You then try to trick me
By hijack of dreams
But I've learnt not to cave
In your dreamed up latrines
Some how I control you
As I'd rather stay warm
You had your short freedom
When I was first born
Back then, you took charge
You let loose when you liked
But by about two
I could seal you up tight
I batten the hatches
And legs I will cross
You got emptied at bed time
So I'll show you who's boss!
And then come the morn
With call of the alarm
You'll give a sharp prod
With your quick nervous arm
I'll jump out of bed
As I won't get to choose
The option of pressing the
Button for snooze
I'll run for the loo
What relief it will be
To empty my bladder
(But when it suits me!)
poem by Stevie Taite
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