The self-esteem guards
He is fairer than my husband.
He’s younger and lovelier too.
He is at hand and exciting.
My self-esteem showed him the door.
04.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sex: Take It Easy
Once, the heroines showed their face
And offered their hand to heroes.
They were held in low esteem.
Now, the heroines bare their parts
Offer lips, hugs and embrace.
They are held in high esteem.
Eroticism finds its way to be casual.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Spring Gathering
I'm wondering with my soul prepared feeling off and on
breeze within the springtime glare.I have met in my
mind a woman more fair-fairer than the bending green
of brooks, rare is her beauty never misunderstood.
Fairer than the mist over hills and mountains.
Fairer than sunshine on water when it sparkles.
Fairer than the sound of birds calling, mating.
Fairer than rapture of rivers running full force.
Fairer than trees with leaves of gold.
Fairer inside those dark brown eyes.
Fairer than raindrops falling from rooftops.
Fairer than a breathing bed of flowers.
Fairer than the most enchanting pools of the jungle.
Fairer than the sky in a radiant blue.
Fairer in heart than I could have ever imagined.
poem by William Blackman
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The Faithful Wife
The faithful wife in the Christ
Obeys her husband's word;
Claims her own authority
By calling her husband, lord.
She will love her husband dearly
As she submits unto his hand,
Teaches younger women so
In this her family stands.
The faithful wife perceives in God
Her husband is given rule;
As he submits unto the Lord
But a rebellious wife is a fool.
poem by Richard Merrell
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A Husband...
A husband should be
Loyal and honest
A husband should be
Strong and protective
A husband should be
Loving and romantic
A husband should be
Patient and understanding
A husband should know
When enough is enough
A husband should know
When to fight and when to cry
A husband should know
all your goals and dreams
A husband should know
your strengths and well as your weaknesses
A husband needs to be a true man
A husband needs to love you unconditionally
A husband needs to know your heart is forever his
poem by Sarah Holmes
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In the markets of Maibong
I searched so much
for ornaments of raw gold
in the markets of Maibong,
Gold is only in name
You are lovelier than gold
without ornaments
The goldsmith could not make
a single piece of ornament
to your measure
What kind of goldsmith is he
without ornaments
You are lovelier than gold
The door of the moon in the sky
was open
Secretly I peeped
Orange moon
People say
The moon is lovely
The moon is only in name
You are lovelier than the moon.
Translated by Ajit Barua
poem by Prem Narayan Nath
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A Soul That Wouldn't Bleed
When I was feeling myself fall
you picked me up again
and taught me how to stand
you gave me strength to live
even through the sorrow
and every bit of pain
When I was down and alone
you held out your hand
and gave me a shoulder to lean on
showed me it was better not to recieve
but to help those in need
and you taught me how to give
When I was in doubt with anger
with a soul that wouldn't bleed
you showed me days of better
and taught me how to believe
you let me see out there
that there's more to what we have here
When I just gave up on everything
felt like I lost it all
hiding behind my grief
losing faith in my belief
you showed me a new tomorrow
of what the morning sun would bring
When I was ready to leave
you said to open your heart
and you will find me
I am always beside you
we are never apart
even when your eye's were blind
and you couldn't see
I never left you behind
Spiritwind-2010
poem by Spiritwind Wood
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Younger Girls
Words and music by robin zander and rick nielsen
Try to bend me, try to shake me
Try and turn my head around
Oh try to change me, rearrange me
I think you know about the boy you found
A fantasy like this is hit and run
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
I had a dream about girls like you
You said call us, you'll get two
One for your money, two for the show
I'll give you something more
I know,i know,i know,i know
It's hard enough to make you wanna cry
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
It's hard enough to make you wanna cry
And it drives me out of my mind
I'm in love with you, baby
My poor innocent baby
Don't you say maybe
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Feels so good, let me in
I might jump right out of my skin
Don't you ever grow up little girl
Sweet young thing, not so innocent
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
Younger girls
Oh how i love those younger girls
(repeat to coda)
song performed by by Cheap Trick
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Place To Be
When I was younger, younger than before
I never saw the truth hanging from the door
And now Im older see it face to face
And now Im older gotta get up clean the place.
And I was green, greener than the hill
Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still
Now Im darker than the deepest sea
Just hand me down, give me a place to be.
And I was strong, strong in the sun
I thought Id see when day is done
Now Im weaker than the palest blue
Oh, so weak in this need for you.
song performed by by Nick Drake
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Merry Christmas To All Husbands
During a certain Christmas service
Or Mass as some are wont to say
The officiating priest asked widows
To step forward for a special prayer
Of blessing and favour, intoning
That God remains their undying husband
A certain woman sitting beside her
Husband on one of the front pews
Jumped to her feet hurriedly
To the bewilderment of the poor man
Who promptly pulled her hand
And reminded her of what the priest said
But the enraged woman, looking askance,
Swiftly brushed her husband's hand aside
As though loaded with filth, and retorted,
'Are you alive when you can't provide
The needs of your family, even at a season like this? '
Stunned and speechless, the man's jaw dropped as though
He was a church mouse caught prancing on the pulpit
And the congregation roared in derisive laughter
But from me to all husbands, 'Merry Christmas
And a prosperous New Year in the name of
Our Lord, Jesus Christ, the head of all husbands
And, indeed, all men.Amen.'
(C) Chris Jibero. 2010.
poem by Chris Jibero
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An Invitation.
She invited Joey
to her apartment
on the second floor
and as she opened the door
her dog came
barking along the hall
Shut up Bonaparte
she said
Go away
and the mutt walked back
with its tail
between its legs
to its basket
under the table
and she ushered Joey in
and closed the door behind her
and said
What would you like to drink?
tea coffee coke beer?
Coke will be fine
he said
and she told him
to go sit in the lounge
and once he sat down
he looked around the room
and on the small table
by the sofa where he sat
was a photograph of her
and her husband
taken on their wedding day
she dressed in white
and smiling
and he in a black suit
like a hit man
in a mobster movie
and she came in
with his coke
and set it on the table
by the sofa
and then went out again
swaying her behind
which made him smile
then she was back
with a tall glass
of white wine
and she set it down
on the table beside him
and sat down
and began talking
about the night
he had met her
and her husband
in the bar in town
and how she had invited
him over to meet her husband
and he had bought them
both a drink
and while her husband
talked to his friend
she had flirted with him
and made him laugh
and how after that
they'd all meet
on Friday evenings
in the same bar
and her husband
had invited him
to their place
to play chess
and he remembered
how he used to play chess
holding off letting
her husband win
so he could stay longer
and see her more often
and then she leaned over
to get her drink
and she put one hand
on his thigh
and reached over
for her wine
and he smelt her scent
and the brush of her hair
as she leaned over him
and having her glass
she leaned back
her hand still resting
on his thigh
and that look of mischief
burning in her eye.
poem by Terry Collett
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Help
Help, I need somebody
Help, not just anybody
Help, I need somebody
Please, please help me
When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybodys help in anyway
But now those days are gone and Im not so self assured
No I finally changed my mind and I opened up the door
Chorus:
Help me, if you can Im feelin down
And I do appreciate you being round
Wont you help me get my feet back on the ground
Wont you please, please help me
And now my life has changed in so many ways
My independence seemed to vanish in the haze
But every now and then I feel so insecure
I know that I need your light, I never done before
Repeat chorus
Help me, help me, ooh
When I was younger, so much younger than today
I never needed anybodys help in anyway
But now those days are gone and Im not so self assured
No I finally changed my mind and I opened up the door
Repeat chorus twice
Help me, help me, ooh
song performed by by Dolly Parton
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Men would wander
Stigma attached to widowhood removed,
No woman would care to nurse her husband.
Disgrace clung to divorce taken away,
No woman would tolerate her husband.
Shame of infidelity wiped out,
No woman would mind ditching her husband.
Glory of virginity fast dying,
No woman would stay pure for her marriage
Shackles attached to her broken away,
Men, insecure by nature, would wander.
16.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Esteem must be founded on preference: to hold everyone in high esteem is to esteem nothing.
Thank You
Thanks for those who hated me;
You made me a stronger person.
Thanks for those who loved me;
You made my heart grow fonder.
Thanks for those who envied me;
You made my self-esteem grow stronger.
Thanks for those who cared;
You made me feel important.
Thanks for those who entered my life;
You made me who I am today.
Thanks for those who left;
You showed me nothing lasts forever.
Thanks for those who stayed.
You showed me the true meaning of
Love and Friendship
poem by Tiana Webb
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Death
Death is exciting, thrilling brighter than the light of glory, more thrilling than sex, more exciting than the ecstasy of orgasm. No rush for it, want to be here more for my the love ones, for my dreams here, but how bright, powerful, moving, exciting it is, God how you feel it.
poem by Michael Kavuoti
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Every second day
Every second day
the woman living next door
comes to complain,
professedly to ask for advice
about her husband
that left
with a hussy
and from involvement
with this thing
I keep myself,
not that I am scared
for it to happen
with me as well,
but in her grief
I cannot partake
and sometimes she tells
about antics
with other lovers
and about making love
to them
and this is where I excuse myself quickly
and so it happens
that time passes quickly
and one day the husband is back
and the two of them
sit next door on the porch
in love with each other.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Emmy’s world
Emmey’s... she is kind(working at Ritz Carlton) lady who love deeply to her husband Ariel and Daughter Ela(10 years old) I am dedicating this poems to emmy’s and family...(29-9-2010)
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Emmy’s world
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Days are gone...
How many...?
Hundred days
May be...
Thousand days
May be...
I feel I am alone at far away land
Million years...
One aeon...
I am apart from my husband
I am apart from my loving Daughter
Lovely both of you at matter of distance
Distance that I couldn’t control
Am I unfortunate?
Feel that some time...
Matter of my carrier aspiration
Matter of economy...
Bring me here
At far away land
I am mother...
I need your kisses, love, warmth...
Warmth of my Angel daughter
mmm.....
Why not?
Smile of my husband
And his love and hugs too...
Wonder can I kiss my Daughter?
Can I hug my husband?
Angels are Know...
I am at a far away land...
Matter of distance...
Couldn’t share my love and all...
Sending a kisses...
Sending a kisses and love
Through mountain
Through ocean
And stars...
Dreaming...
I say!
I love both of you...
Sending a kisses, love and roses
Forever and forever
Until I meet you
Again...
Until...We meet at
Home sweet home
I am your mom...
I am your sweetie...
Emmy...
By
O.W.Palitha Ariyarathna
Copyright, O.W. Palitha Ariyarathna.2010
All Rights Reserved By Author: 2010
poem by Palitha Ariyarathna
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Adultery
A husband is not a match to a stranger
In displaying curiosity to his wife.
A wife is not a match to a stranger
In employing temptation on her husband.
Adultery is mandatory of sex.
It is at check against incumbents’ wish.
03.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Husband.
Husband is someone;
You spend most of your life with.
And with him;
You are for years.
My life has become strong;
For my husband is not wrong.
My life has become independent;
For my husband never let me dependent.
My life has become pure;
For my husband had every cure.
My life has become romantic;
For my husband is very aromatic.
My life had a new beginning;
For my husband was nearing.
And the most valuable gift-
My husband has given me;
Are my 2 wonderful and the best kids-
And I thank God,
For the wonderful family he has given me.
poem by Anju Addanki
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Where It Was At Back Then
Husband,
last night I dreamt
they cut off your hands and feet.
Husband,
you whispered to me,
Now we are both incomplete.
Husband,
I held all four
in my arms like sons and daughters.
Husband,
I bent slowly down
and washed them in magical waters.
Husband,
I placed each one
where it belonged on you.
'A miracle,'
you said and we laughed
the laugh of the well-to-do.
poem by Anne Sexton
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