The single mother
The word bastard has lost its stigma.
Having child without marriage is no more a sin
Single motherhood has come as a welcome sign.
The yoke of marriage is dispensed with.
The word chastity has lost its meaning.
Having affairs is not construed as shame.
No need of pre or extra marital.
The yoke of commitment is dispensed with.
The word husband has lost its standing.
No need of a man to head a family.
Sex without obligation is his blessing.
The yoke of monogamy is dispensed with.
The word father has lost its identity.
The pleasure of servility is gone.
To work for posterity is stripped.
The yoke of sweat is dispensed with.
The word mother has retained its strength.
Pleasure of her identity is established.
Possessiveness of woman is not threatened.
The yoke of bondage is dispensed with.
Man and woman are as free as cave men.
Variety in sex keeps their lust feeding.
Want of companionship will doom their end.
The yoke of orphanage will soon threaten.
01.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The word bastard
Marriage is outdated;
Live-in has come to stay;
Single mother is accepted.
The word bastard has lost its stigma.
01.11.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Word
Find the word, understand the word,
Depend on the word;
The word is heaven and space, the word the earth,
The word the universe.
The word is in our ears, the word is on our tongues,
The word the idol.
The word is the holy book, the word is harmony,
The word is music.
The word is magic, the word the Guru.
The word is the body, the word is the spirit, the word is being,
The word Not-being.
The word is man, the word is woman,
The Worshipped Great.
The word is the seen and unseen, the word is the existent
And the non-existent.
Know the word, says Kabir,
The word is All-powerful.
Marriage was all a woman's idea and for man's acceptance of the pretty yoke, it becomes us to be grateful.
quote by Phyllis McGinley
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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Dispensed
They have been feasting with a feeding.
Even at the expense,
Of watching their own young...
Being eaten as if dispensed.
Just to keep themselves 'elite'.
'Can't they see,
The future ahead from them...
They themselves delete? '
They believe that this feasting done,
Will keep them at the peak.
'Without an eating of all that is done...
What they believe,
Is an impossibility.'
They believe that this feasting done,
Will keep them at the peak.
They have been feasting with a feeding.
Even at the expense,
Of watching their own young...
Being eaten as if dispensed.
Just to keep themselves 'elite'.
'Can't they see,
The future ahead from them...
They themselves delete?
And...
Without an eating of all that is done...
What they believe,
Is an impossibility.'
'Blinded are the greedy.
And this they can not see.
When they are finished with their eating...
They will turn eventually to rust..
And all that is left,
Will crumble like dust!
After the rusting with the dusting,
Will swallow them all up.
With no repeating of a feasting,
For them ever again to be known.
Even if eyes,
Knowing what was...
Will again be known.'
They have been feasting with a feeding.
Even at the expense,
Of watching their own young...
Being eaten as if dispensed.
Just to keep themselves 'elite'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Psalm 119. last part
Sanctified afflictions; or, Delight in the word of God.
ver. 67,59
Father, I bless thy gentle hand;
How kind was thy chastising rod,
That forced my conscience to a stand,
And brought my wand'ring soul to God!
Foolish and vain, I went astray
Ere I had felt thy scourges, Lord;
I left my guide, and lost my way;
But now I love and keep thy word.
ver. 71
'Tis good for me to wear the yoke,
For pride is apt to rise and swell;
'Tis good to bear my Father's stroke,
That I might learn his statutes well.
ver. 72
The law that issues from thy mouth
Shall raise my cheerful passions more
Than all the treasures of the south,
Or western hills of golden ore.
ver. 73
Thy hands have made my mortal frame,
Thy Spirit formed my soul within;
Teach me to know thy wondrous name,
And guard me safe from death and sin.
ver. 74
Then all that love and fear the Lord
At my salvation shall rejoice;
For I have hoped in thy word,
And made thy grace my only choice.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Is Man A Winner Or A Loser?
Woman has a poof that the child is hers;
Man has no such proof to claim on the child.
She is cool with the child as identity.
He is desperate for his identity.
Identity crisis has disturbed him.
He invented marriage and chained woman.
He imposed chastity to mark his kids
And introduced patriarchal system.
Identity crisis has troubled him.
He assumed control over women.
He retained the progeny in his name
And made concubines to silence woman.
Identity crisis has worried him.
He bottled woman's skill and built up his.
He grew to be a Scholar. Sculptor and Poet
And assigned to woman the entertaining.
Identity crisis has bothered him.
He treated woman as her property.
He acquired family unfailingly
And labourd for its upkeep and status.
Identity crisis has bored him.
Water as she is, man could not cut her.
Tired of heat outside, man needed a shade
And sheltered himself in woman's coolness.
Woman treated man with due sympathy
With no fight with him for identity.
Her child is enough for her identity.
She helped him to anchor himself in her.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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My Yoke
Bound by my faults;
Yoked to my past;
Tied to my problems;
Chained by my sins;
This is the way,
I spend each day;
And life goes on,
Since I was born!
My yoke pulls me down;
My heart feels so torn;
My feet stagger too;
My duties, I can’t do;
Devils love to see
Me never, ever free;
With mind in despair,
My body cannot bear!
Yet, I must break my yoke;
I must free my chains;
I must walk upright;
I must walk in the light;
The Holy Spirit
Can make me fit;
I can overcome
Whatev’r temptations come.
Why must I worry?
Why must I hurry?
The past, let me bury;
God, I am sorry;
Lord, keep me steadfast;
Let me not be aghast;
My troubles cannot last;
Soon, they’ll be things of past!
When God’s with me,
He makes me free;
My yoke feels light;
My life is bright;
My strength returns;
For God love burns;
All things are fine;
When God is mine!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-1-2009
poem by John Celes
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter CV: Later
A magic word to stop a whining child
A lazy word to avoid problem
A vague word to cover our fear
A determined word to achieve our dream
A distant word to hang the commitment
A teaser word to hint surprise
A playful word to tease the loser
A promise word to fire revenge
A threatening word to doom the enemy
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Ignorance yoke the couple
Civilizations brought in chastity;
Chastity gave birth to prostitution.
Man was sexually emancipated.
The yoke of chastity paid its price.
Male sex workers are in the emergence.
Woman is sexually emancipated.
Ignorance of one’s partner’s indulgence
Yokes together the couple for harmony.
28.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Ring Presented to Julia
Julia, I bring
To thee this Ring.
Made for thy finger fit;
To shew by this,
That our love is
(Or sho'd be) like to it.
Close though it be,
The joynt is free:
So when Love's yoke is on,
It must not gall,
Or fret at all
With hard oppression.
But it must play
Still either way;
And be, too, such a yoke,
As not too wide,
To over-slide;
Or be so strait to choak.
So we, who beare,
The beame, must reare
Our selves to such a height:
As that the stay
Of either may
Create the burden light.
And as this round
Is no where found
To flaw, or else to sever:
So let our love
As endless prove;
And pure as Gold for ever.
poem by Robert Herrick
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Justice is on my way,
Justice is on my way,
Justice is all on my way,
Come and find that definition,
This is my own life,
That the life I chose hast a reward,
Heal me in all y funtional thought,
I can see justice all on my way,
There is a greater definition higher
This is the healing of my yoke,
Come and make me perceve all your law,
I can never under-estimate the great abilities,
These are the hard lessons that I learned,
Come and save me in all my hurt,
Since it is all by your word that Iam saved,
By the word of the Sword Iam saved.
poem by Maxim Muyu
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In The Beginning
In the beginning was the WORD,
And the WORD was with YAWEH ALMIGHTY;
The power of Yahweh created the Universe with,
The Light to shine upon the Universe;
'Let there be Light' and, there was Light.
Then HE created man out of the soil of the ground,
A living man who needed a suitable companion;
Out of man came woman as the companion.
Oh mankind! You were made from the soil and,
You will return to it one day;
Yahweh joined then together as Husband and Wife.
Creation has a very long way but,
Time after time we do go against the laid down rules.
The essence of Marriage is lost today and,
Where are the ethics of the Creator?
We cannot even see to our mistakes.
To err is human but, to know is better;
Where is the integrity of our marriages?
Where is the beauty of the Creator's rule?
We have lost the true meaning of marriage.
'Let there be Light'! But, our lights no longer shine.
HE created man out of the soil and,
Woman out of man;
But, we have used the man-made laws to change the rules.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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A husband who submits to his wife's yoke is justly held an object of ridicule. A woman's influence ought to be entirely concealed.
quote by Honore De Balzac
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Cycle of Word
When one word drown, one word will raise
When one word vanished, one word will exist
When one word gone, one word will come
When one word finished, one word will show
When one word flies, nothing can take it back
When you talk, I wait like exiting child
The next word my ears will hear
But you keep silent, wandering in your own dream
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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We turn into beasts
Sex has shed its inhibition.
Women are fully liberated.
Words such as paramour, bastard
And the promiscuous lost their stigma.
Virginity lost its sanctity.
Fidelity is no more a virtue.
Marriage is not mandatory.
Living together is legalized.
Man and woman will die as beasts
09.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter LVII: Used
There’s no word ‘used’ with loneliness
There’s no word ‘used’ with boredom
There’s no word ‘used’ with pain
There’s no word ‘used’ with rejection
There’s no word ‘used’ with ignorance
There’s no word ‘used’ with guilty
There’s no word ‘used’ with sacrifice
There’s no word ‘used’ with problem
There’s no word ‘used’ with slavery
There’s no word ‘used’ with piracy
There’s no word ‘used’ with power
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Are You A Good Wife
I go shopping for you
dress in rags
so you don't
why can't you miss me
if you don't
why why why.
Jets careers
airfares arteries
arrears
smear me
in you
more each day.
It is not your home
you crawl in to stop
it's wheel
it bogs you down
in the peat
unwanted mail
dispensed each day.
Trotting globes
lobes
lost in taste
tuneless
mouth loud in shame
poster child all adore
I have found
underneaths your homely smile.
poem by Is It Poetry
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Singleton in womanhood
Being single for a woman is joyful
In that it ensures everlasting flirting
With a variety of men in succession.
And the pleasure of having men around.
Being single for a woman is fruitful
In that it assures a lasting freedom from
The bondage, commitment and tolerance,
That the marriage would impose upon her.
Being single for a woman is gainful
In that it provides her with a relief
From the ennui of the monotony in sex,
That would push her to aversion for sex.
Being single for a woman is painful
In that it reserves her fatal end,
In her yellow days, by rendering her
Companionless, to die as an orphan.
22.09.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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All to War
I lost my mother
I lost my father
I lost my brother
And lost my dreams too
I lost my friends
I lost my family
I lost my sister
And lost my will too
I lost my school
I lost my work
I lost my city
And lost my rights too
I lost my day
I lost my night
I lost my sight
And lost my morning dew
(to the soul of every victim of war)
poem by Ezekiel Johnson
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