The vale in age
I’m seventy and she, forty.
She finds me to be a safe bet
And her husband has little doubts.
She and I address our wants.
24.11.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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
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When you are forty, half of you belongs to the past... And when you are seventy, nearly all of you.
quote by Jean Anouilh
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Seventy is wormwood, Seventy is gall But its better to be seventy, Than not alive at all.
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But when I disappeared, it sort of pissed me off, that guys get to go on being sexual until they're seventy or eighty, and we disappear at forty-five or fifty.
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The French are true romantics. They feel the only difference between a man of forty and one of seventy is thirty years of experience.
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Big Daddy
Before the storms hit, before the doubts assail;
A tiny boy in the world who on his own will fail.
Unaware of what will come and has been,
Reaching up to hold on Daddy's big hand.
Childhood trust, before one becomes a man,
And finds things aren't always what they seem.
All alone, a frightened little guy,
Wanting someone safe, he now begins to cry.
Till he hears, 'It's alright. Daddy's here.'
Now no more does he fear monsters in the hall,
Or under the bed, cause his Daddy's biggest of all.
When Daddy's here, nothing's left to fear.
The world may be cold and dark,
And monsters in the shadows lurk.
But having big Daddy nearby,
Makes him bold enough to step outside.
Cause someone bigger's at his side.
Now there's somewhere safe that he can hide.
Big Daddy, on his every word he hangs.
If he says it, this is how it must be then.
He walks in his footsteps, mimics his walk.
What he does, he follows.
The little boy is the world's tomorrow.
Watching big Daddy's walk and talk.
Big Daddy, tall and strong, nothing to fear
Or so it seems. He's the one to be near.
Big Daddy is who makes us feel secure.
Like a mighty strong tower, or a shield in war-
A rock in the desert, a huge impenetrable door
When we hide behind him, we feel sure.
Before the storms hit, before doubts assail...
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At twenty a man is a peacock, at thirty a lion, at forty a camel, at fifty a serpent, at sixty a dog, at seventy an ape, at eighty a nothing at all.
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At twenty a man will be a peacock, at thirty a lion, at forty a camel, at fifty a serpent, at sixty a dog, at seventy a monkey, and at eighty nothing.
Imitated From The Japanese
A MOST astonishing thing --
Seventy years have I lived;
(Hurrah for the flowers of Spring,
For Spring is here again.)
Seventy years have I lived
No ragged beggar-man,
Seventy years have I lived,
Seventy years man and boy,
And never have I danced for joy.
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A Safe Man
A SAFE MAN
WITH A SAFE SMILE
SEEMED SO SAFE TO THE TOUCH
A SAFE MAN AS TO WHOM I I SAW AS MY FATHER
SO SAFE OR SO I THOUGHT
MY SAFE MAN
MY SAFE FATHER
NOT SO SAFE
MY SAFE FATHER WHOM DID THINGS THAT MADE ME FEEL INDANGERD
ON THAT NIGHT HE STOLE MY DIGNITY &+ MY SELF WORTH
MY SAFE MAN
MY SAFE FATHER
NOT SO SAFE
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To be seventy years young is sometimes for more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old.
quote by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Jr.
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To be seventy years young is sometimes far more cheerful and hopeful than to be forty years old.
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Versatile Love
She was my love when I was twenty.
Her daughter was my muse in my forty
And the grand daughter repeats at my seventy.
Man at any age loves woman of any age.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Middle Age For Man
The middle age once was after thirty,
Then after forty and now post fifty.
Now and then, all men agree on one point.
The middle age lasts till they reach seventy.
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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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The gun lobby finds waiting periods inconvenient. You have only to ask my husband how inconvenient he finds his wheelchair from time to time.
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I am going to
Tell your husband that we made
Love forty-two times.
haiku by Bret R. Crabrooke
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I've been in love with the same woman for forty-one years. If my wife finds out, she'll kill me.
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A Husband
I'm looking for a husband, you know the sort of chap
The kind of guy who copes with things and never has a flap
The one who fixes cars and bikes and often mows the lawn
Takes the kids on Sunday hikes while I with hammock yawn
I'm looking for a husband, you know the sort of bloke
Who listens to the things I say and laughs out when I joke
He'll do the Sunday B B Q and carves the Sunday roast
Then gives me a foot massage, that's the thing I like the most
I'm looking for a husband dependable and true
Who likes to have discussions but never will argue
Can sit in friendly silence, and never has to babble
Will make and pour the tea for me and lets me win at scrabble
I'm looking for a husband; I know they're pretty rare
The kind who opens doors for me and lets me have his chair
And earns enough at his travail so we're debt and mortgage free
But doesn't put his work ahead of caring about me
The husband I am looking for might seem quite rare to you
And friends have tried to tell me that in number they are few
But I have hope of finding one I hope he will be free
‘Cause I've been one for forty years, I want one just like me!
poem by Christopher Higginson
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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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