The Self Denial Abounds
Deprived of chances for corporal love,
Man spends his libido in seeing porn.
Interrupted by self esteem and ego,
Woman spends her libido in fantasies.
Both deny themselves the pleasure ready.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Doing And Watching
In dancing a woman spends her libido.
In watching her, a man builds his libido.
A dancer is not as susceptible
As a viewer is to sexual desire.
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Major expenses
A spendthrift will have
Little money to buy jewels.
A womanizer will have
Little libido to go with harlots.
A sublimating woman will have
Little libido to commit adultery.
30.11.2011
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Libido and fertility
With his charisma, he got women ‘n bed.
He had many actresses as his mistress.
His sexual prowess was well known to all.
Without a child, he ended as sterile.
Libido has no say on fertility.
Low sperm count is not corollary
To deflated libido in sex life
And will not affect the couple's pleasure.
30.08.2012
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Libido is meant to release.
A woman in thought gives you arousal.
You become sensational.
By kiss, embrace, erection, insertion
And emission, libido is released.
By fantasy in masturbation too,
The libido is released.
By monosexual, adultery is tamed.
18.04.2001, Pmdi
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The battle of life
Senses seek safety
Ego seeks identity
Libido propels both
Libido is basic energy.
22.06.2002, pakd
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A harmless outlet
Tempting is woman’s pleasure.
Reaction to it is man’s pleasure.
To see her is his enjoyment;
To be seen by him is hers.
It is their primary outlet and
Harmless, to drain their libido.
11.09.2005
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A race horse
Cousins train her,
The husband owns her,
Friends ride her, and
Nephews feed her.
A woman’s libido
Releases in such fantasies
Like a racehorse.
22.07.2003
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Governed By The Libido
A chase by a cock, a chase by a bull,
Or a man's pursuit, after their females
Might be feared or frowned but not hated,
With sexual instincts dictating pleasure.
The case is like a praise any one will like
Not minding which quarters it has come from.
Woman likes being loved though not the lover,
With her libido releasing as pleasure.
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God spends the day elsewhere, but he always spends the night in Rwanda.
A Life Long Romantic Libido!
Has anyone overcome romantic libido?
All living beings indulge in libido for fun;
It’s a game of lust lasting till the end!
Attraction and repulsion are common
For all in air, water and on land of Nature.
Pleasure is the object of mind, heart and soul
To get joy, peace and satisfaction for fulfilment!
The attraction blossoming into love is mysterious
Between lovers at first sight itself in the world
And romantic affair continues non-stop till fulfilment!
This is natural for all living beings on the Earth;
The natural programme for perpetuation of species
From the smallest ions to biggest animals and men
Is the same however rational or controlled each one is!
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A Rock n Roll Fantasy
Hello you, hello me, hello people we used to be
Isnt it strange, we never changed
Weve been through it all yet were still the same
And I know its a miracle, we still go, and for all we know
We might still have a way to go
Hello me, hello you, you say you want out
Want to start anew, throw in your hand
Break up the band, start a new life, be a new man
But for all we know, we might still have a way to go
Before you go, theres something you ought to know
Theres a guy in my block, he lives for rock
He plays records day and night
And when he feels down, he puts some rock n roll on
And it makes him feel alright
And when he feels the world is closing in
He turns his stereo way up high
He just spends his life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living on the edge of reality
He just spends his life, in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, living on the edge of reality
He just spends his life, in a rock n roll fantasy
He just spends his life, livingt in a rock n roll fantasy
Look at me, look at you
You say youve got nothing left to prove
The king is dead, rock is done
You might be through but Ive just begun
I dont know, I feel free and I wont let go
Before you go, theres something you ought to know
Dan is a fan and he lives for our music
Its the only thing that gets him by
Hes watched us grow and hes seen all our shows
Hes seen us low and hes seen us high
Oh, but you and me keep thinking
That the worlds just passing us by
Dont want to spend my life, living in a rock n roll fantasy
Dont want to spend my life living on the edge of reality
Dont want to waste my life, hiding away anymore
Dont want to spend my life, living in a rock n roll fantasy...
song performed by by Kinks
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100 Nights
(music: marillion lyrics: steve hogarth)
A hundred nights of fun and games
A thousand empty glasses
I feel it change and stay the same
As each day passes
They invite me to their gatherings
In the finer parts of town
They seem attracted to my indifference
The irony just knocks me out
And I love them as if I love them
And they reciprocate with help
But I look up at these mirrors sometimes
Oh, and I cant see myself
They say that some are born to burn
And some are born to give
They say that people live and learn
Some people only live and live
You dont know that I come here
If you did you would know why
So we close our eyes
You didnt notice me
As I passed you on the stairs
How could you ever guess lookin at my face
How closely I share your taste
How well I know your place
Even the clothes you wear
Ive seen them when youre not there
You say that you can win win win
If you know how to play the game
But while youre out there playing you see
Theres something you should know
She spends your money
She spends your money
She spends your money
She spends your money on me
This town has turned me into what I have become
This town dresses you up like a stranger
This town hangs around in the doorway and tells me Im late
This town takes us down, takes us down
I feel like Im losing you to this town
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Libido exertion
Umpteen chances are there for flirtation.
Equally are there thwarts for their abortions.
Youths have learnt to live with flirtation
As means for their libido exertion.
11.08.2004
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Woman, the head of the family.
It is man that earns
But woman earmarks.
It is man that spends
But woman determines.
It is man that executes
But woman plans.
She is head and he her hands.
06.09.2005
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Social is not immoral.
The woman who is cozy with you
And is disposed to give you company
Has least carnal desire to commit sex.
Her libido escapes through that path.
19.04.2001, Pmdi
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Mission of human being
The mission of a woman
Is to excite men around
And the vision of a man
Is to get birth in their mind.
Both agitate in this direction
And drain away their libido
Without hatching their eggs.
19.06.2000, Palakkad
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Penny Wise?
Woman is a paradox,
maid man, unmade-up, shocks:
first fair, then jet, straight, curly locks
preferring, spends her pounds
in losing pounds and thus she mocks
her wai(s) t on earth - weight grounds
high hopes for lightness - Goldilocks,
spends cents sans sense, from birth to box -
like men who her pet mirth are found,
both sage and jester, light, profound -
lies soon, sighs, swoons, earth bound.
2 December 1995 revised 18 July 2007
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Penny Wise?
Woman is a paradox,
She heights and depths both plumbs;
who golden here, there curly locks
prefers, who spends her pounds
in losing pounds and thus she mocks
her wai[s]t on earth - weight grounds
high hopes for lightness - Goldilocks
lies soon, sighs, swoons, earth bound.
2 December 1995
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As part of an exercise
A woman has an itch for chats with men
As a part of release of her libido.
To avoid the curious eyes of the society,
She chats with men so low or so aged.
12.11.2012
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Critics Outside And Inside
Peers are critics outside and conscience,
The critic inside. We listen to both.
We make efforts to silence both the critics.
When there is a conflict between the two,
Do answer the calls from the conscience
Rather than yield to the peers' pressure.
One thinks of oneself when one spends for food.
One thinks of pears when one spends on clothes.
Love from pity is the call of conscience.
Love for relation is the call of peers.
People go bankrupt from peers' pressure.
A coward is led by peers influence.
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A little extra, from an extra ordinary woman
She goes out of her way and travels that extra mile
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She consoles you, smiles with you, cries with you and for you
A little extra than anyone else
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She spends on you a little extra than she does on her own self
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She uses her extra strength and wisdom to pick you up when you fall
She blinds her sight to your imperfections
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She loves you a little extra just to stand out different
From all those who love you
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She starves herself so that you may eat a little extra
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She forgives you all the time
Even when you guilty mind knows you don’t deserve such kindness
Because she is an extra ordinary woman
She may not be the most perfect woman but
She is indeed an extra ordinary woman
She is your mother, your wife, your fiancee, your girlfriend
Your sister, your grandmother and your daughter
You best appreciate her
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