The valour of man.
To hunt, to corner, to trap, to elope,
To cuckold, to paramour and to keep
Demands an uncommon masculine valour,
Which you and I lack but deride who’ve got.
17.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Out of jealousy
I am police.
You cannot have affairs;
You cannot go for consensual sex.
You cannot access the whore;
You cannot paramour,
You cannot cuckold;
You cannot elope;
You cannot possess blue films.
You cannot pursue a woman.
I will arrest you,
Not for the sake of the victim
But out of jealousy for you
1700702008
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She alone can judge
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Who is masculine?
He, with the muscles of Hercules,
Or he, with the valour of Ulysses.
Who is masculine?
He, who swayed like Asoka, the Emperor,
Or he, who bullied like Hitler, the Dictator
Who is masculine?
He, who seduced so many,
Or he, who reproduced many
Who is masculine?
He, who lived in many sweet-hearts,
Or he who loved many sweet-hearts
Who is masculine?
He, who sent her to orgasm,
Or he, who held her to his bosom
Who is masculine?
He, who courted anything feminine
Or he who excited anything feminine
Who is masculine?
She alone can define,
The Empress, of her domain.
27.06.97
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Woman must sense.
A lover has two options;
To marry or marry not.
A paramour has two options;
To elope or elope not.
In both ways she’s at his mercy.
11.12.2011
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Fight, though losing.
To fight or to beat, which is of valour?
To fight the formidable is valour.
To beat the vulnerable is not valour.
The risk involved determines it.
25.04.2003
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Masculine
Phonecall:
(this is one of the neighbors from down the street.
This record of this music has been goin on all afternoon
And Im sick and tired of it. if it doesnt stop Im calling the police!)
You got me on the run, you got it your way
Now Im feeling pretty good and Im beginning to sweat
Your love is so fine, its got me feelin alright
Going out of my mind, I got to have you tonight
The girls so deep inside, like blood in my veins
Never lets me hide, now Im going insane
It makes me climb the walls, bite my nails to the bone
Its always by my side, it never leaves me alone
Chorus:
When its time to get tough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
When she wants to play rough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
Masculine
I know that Im a man from the spark in my soul
It can make me so hot, you got out of control
Grab her by the hair, drag her back to your cave
Its what makes a man a man, people always stay the same
(chorus)
Im masculine
(masculine, masculine)
(repeats)
Anytime, anyplace, anyway, in the heat of the nite and in the dark of the day
Anytime, anyplace, anyway
When its time to get tough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
When she wants to make love, Im masculine - what dyou say?
When she wants to make love, Im masculine
When she wants to play rough, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
When she wants to make love, Im masculine (masculine, masculine)
If you push me Ill shove, Im masculine
When she wants to play rough, Im masculine
When she wants to make love, Im masculine...
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Cowards, more a threat
To poison is crueler than to stab.
To betray is harsher than to assault.
To exploit is eviler than to snatch.
To cuckold is sinner than to elope.
The cowards are more a threat.
29.09.2008
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Compare to judge
What, if a bride is found not a virgin?
Don’t we desire to play a paramour?
Don’t we lust to make one a cuckold?
She is not poor in taste for that.
30.07.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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What for Power and grace
Power and wealth also valour and health,
Earned with great efforts, if not put to use,
To secure women of grace and beauty,
Would question you what for you’ve got them.
The beauty gifted and talents roped
To grow in glamour, if not put to use,
To corner and trap men of prominence,
Would snarl on you how foolish you’ve been.
26.07.2004
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Deride not
The one who has weaker bones
Might have got better genes.
The one who is in poverty
Might have had better glorious past.
Deride not anyone.
05.05.2003
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When we are sick, we want an uncommon doctor; when we have a construction job to do, we want an uncommon engineer, and when we are at war, we want an uncommon general. It is only when we get into politics that we are satisfied with the common man.
quote by Herbert Hoover
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It is a curious fact that when we get sick we want an uncommon doctor... When we get into a war, we dreadfully want an uncommon admiral and an uncommon general. Only when we get into politics are we content with the common man.
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Illicit father is never loved
Her neighbour was dead and she shed no tears
As must be beholden to in spite of
His care and concern lavished on her
For she found him her mother’s paramour.
You cannot please one whose mother you lust.
04.09.2003
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For what you are.
Maybe you aren’t a virgin;
Maybe you are a divorcee,
A widow or an estranged one.
I don’t mind; I love not your past.
Maybe you aren’t yet mine;
Maybe you are to leave me,
Desert me or elope with one.
I don’t mind; I love not your future.
May be you aren’t virtuous;
Maybe you are an adulteress,
A paramour or a whore.
I don’t mind; I love not your back.
I love you for what you are
When you are with me..
10.10.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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So I steal not.
Lust is untenable
To be stolen of, I want not;
To be beaten up, I want not;
So I beat not.
To be a cuckold, I want not;
But I cuckold.
Lust is untenable
08.05.2000, Palakkad
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Smalltown Trap
Written by max collins
Suffocate from lack of stimulation
Television time
Gonna break with every bead of sweat
My heart hate seems to climb
My friend and I stick to the tired couches
Please pass the time
I found a dime under the corner cushion
Wishing it was some place else and so do i
Smalltown trap with dreams of breaking out
Here I sit and bake my face is breaking out
Satans in the living room choking me with apathy
Smalltown trap with dreams of breaking out
Inspire me cause if you dont I think Ill dissipate to dust
The liar in me says somethings gonna happen soon because it must
My friend and I stick to the tired couches
Please pass the time
I found a dime under the corner cushion
Wishing it was some place else and so do i
Community immunity is the shot I crave
A sleepless sleep slow motion dream wanna dig my grave
Time ticks away on the longest day
Wanna break away on the longest day
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People from a world corner
The worst poverty in the world
The worst discrimination in the world
While people thinking about Global Warming
Corner people thinking how to survive
Corner people struggling one day by one day
While people living in the rocket age
Corner people walking miles to miles for one day survive
Corner people surprising whenever a plane is flying
While people thinking about living on other planets
Corner people crying to get a four feet square area
Corner people watering their blood for a four feet squares area
While people thinking about homosexual marriage
Corner people giving their lives for saving their children
Corner people growing never ever seeing their parents
While people thinking about which food is the best in the world
Corner people running thousand miles to get a few rice
Corner people dying lack of food and water
While people thinking about legalization of prostitution
Corner people not knowing what is the law
Corner people never seeing decided by a just justice
Corner people are not people!
Corner people are not from this world!
I would wonder............
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Caught In A Trap
Sometimes you get caught in a trap and you dont know it
Sometimes its better to get out while you know it
Some people never learn they keep on falling
You can never get out if you keep on stalling
Then you get,
(chorus:) caught in a trap caught in dead end
Caught in a trap with nowhere to run
Then you get, caught in a trap caught in dead end
Nowhere to turn but it cant go on
Caught in a trap
Sometimes you got to know where to run for cover
Sometimes your better out till the heat is over
Ah you get (chorus)
Caught in a trap
Dont know how it happened but then its too late
Then you gotta move on the times, you cant wait
Cus you got (chorus)
(chorus)
(chorus)
Caught in a trap
Caught in a trap
Caught in a t
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Sexual void
He knows not his wife is a paramour;
She knows not her spouse is a paramour.
Illicit relations have existed
Since the time immemorial so as
To fill necessarily the sexual void
Of the repressed society all along.
Orgasm demands outright exploration,
That a stranger only can bring about.
Adultery is lovely, the urge of life,
But guilt is built and the shame is outcome.
Spouse swapping is a new phenomenon,
Which quite nicely fills the sexual void,
Without guilt and without betrayal
And without the danger of breaking home.
The non-possessiveness in a great deal
Must be mandatory to accomplish.
Spouse swapping is a decent prostitution.
Spouse swapping is a mutual gratification.
Stigma severed, acceptance will gain ground.
12.06.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Unforgiven Hunt
I shouldn't be telling you this
No one should be telling you this, but
Only a few people even know
About the time of the Unforgiven Hunt-
We are on the Unforgiven Hunt, so I should tell you
I can't even tell you
What the Hunt is about
And why it is called just that-
The Hunt
But I just told you
That the Hunt is called the Hunt
For a reason-
So now I should tell you the whole story
How we came to this point
Why our features stand out
In the whole world, all the countries
First, we were like all the others
Down-to-earth, forgiving, out loud
Sharing all our secrets
But now the Hunt people regret
That we came this far
We came this far, we broke our friendship apart
Now we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
The time of the Hunt started at the time of the Hunt
No one really knows
When it was, what it was that unbalanced the scale
Of life and death-
But we are on the Unforgiven Hunt
We started the Unforgiven Hunt by saying,
"We have to increase our lifestyle, then we'll stop"
But over time, it grew to be our hobby
Beating other countries
In machines, in factories and greed
In food, in water and high standards
In shelter, in organizing, in need
We are still on the Unforgiven Hunt
Claws loosening
One murdered a man
Who cuckolded him.
One murdered his spouse
To live with his paramour.
One murdered her spouse
To flee with her lover.
One murdered a widow
For her liaison with his father.
One murdered a man
For his affair with one’s widow mother.
Crimes of sex are not uncommon.
Why are they rampant now?
Claws loosened and instincts emboldened.
22.06.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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