To Possess Is Not Love
Though not curious,
One still clings to one’s wife
Lest other men should try.
Though no longer tasty,
One still feeds on her
Lest she should stray.
To possess is not to love.
(14.03.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Worthwhile Wife
He is no longer in love with his wife.
She is cute and smart in appearance.
She is good and high in profession.
She gives him a pride to which he clings.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A loving couple
No longer does he love his wife;
Nor does she love him any more.
Yet they both possess each other
Lest they are robbed of by others.
01.05.2009
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The Stone Age
Widowhood is not a curse but bliss.
Divorce is not a shame but a boom.
Flirting is not a sin but a fun.
Now women are with their income.
Wife is no more a trust for husband
To invest his wealth in with faith.
If his child is of his, he is curious.
We return to stone age
(14.03.2011)
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Love I Know
If from loving lips i profess thus
Real is love that doth possess us
Yet what is real in love i cannot tell
Or what love's hue means ill or well
Saving what time i might not spend
Spending so much on some worthless end
Saving, spending, so little so much
Perhaps, for joy or pain, i know not such
Being asked, which upon my loving heart doth possess?
Like all, one with mortal glow, i confess
For such is love i know so well
Yet never so well enough to tell
But if love will be what love will always be
Even when i stray, let which is real come to me! !
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Im So Curious
So curious
So curious
Im so curious about our love
I dont understand
Why don;t you take my hand
And tell me you care (u care)
I see all the signs
But if u wanna be mine
Dont leave me up in the air.
Oh baby
U better let your love show
Heres what Im telling you
Let me know
Let me go
Chorus:
Im so curious
Do u love me?
Do u wonder the way I do? (I do)
Im so curious
What do u think of me] (of me)
Boy, am I just a game
Or do u feel the same way as I do?
So curious
So curious
Im so curious about our love
If its make believe
Why dont u set my heart free
And tell me goodbye? (goodbye)
But if its for real
Tell me u feel for me
Way deep down inside
Oh baby
Is it goodbye or hello?
Herez what Im telling you
Let me know
Let me go
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So curious
Yea, yea
All day and night I just dream of you (of you)
I think about all the things that we could do
Im dying for and Im feeling for the day
When you could open up and say
You feel the same
You feel like I do (yeah)
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My candy man
So sweet so tasty
That car-a-mel man of mine
My tasty love treat
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Do Not Stray To Far My Love
Do not stray to far my love
a second, a minute, an hour
tears at my heart in your absence
though my love grows fonder
and more determined to fight
do not stray to far my love
it is your spirit, your soul
the heart I see within you
which gives me strength
reveals all that is beautiful
and shows me hope
do not stray to far my love
for there is a weeping tear
which only your name can dry
and it is in all this love
a word spoken with ease
that I see a truth in myself
without you I will be lost
do not stray to far my love
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Opting Out
I'm facing you now, I have no more fear
Of you trying to rule my life,
You' ve treated me ill, and now it's quite clear,
I consider, I'm no longer your wife.
You think you own me, I know that for sure,
I assure you, you never will,
You no longer possess the power to lure
Me, with what you call your superior skill.
I hate you now, and I'm not in your debt,
So stand back and just move aside,
I'm leaving right now, without one regret,
But with my head held high with pride.
You've got a really nasty mind,
That you've cruelly used so well,
I'm wishing that someday soon you will find,
That 'purgatory' is where you dwell!
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The Spaewife
OH, I wad like to ken—to the beggar-wife says I—
Why chops are guid to brander and nane sae guid to fry.
An’ siller, that ’s sae braw to keep, is brawer still to gi’e.
It ’s gey an’ easy spierin’, says the beggar-wife to me.
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The lasses in their claes an’ the fishes in the sea.
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Why lads are a’ to sell an’lasses a’ to buy;
An’ naebody for dacency but barely twa or three.
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Wi’ mony anither riddle brings the tear into my e’e.
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My wife is my property.
This is my property. I don’t use it.
I am no longer interested in it.
Yet it is under my care from trespass.
My wife is my property that I guard.
14.03.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stray dogs
Here and there and everywhere
Stray dogs doing business
And barkedup wrongtrees
And spoiled the working
Environments.
Stray dogs have no
Commonsense not true
Stray dogs encounter
The alien.
Stray dogs safeguard
The interest
And ensure to make
The area clean.
Stray dogs welcome
Common mass
Stray dogs do not like
Corrupt class.
Stray dogs can only think
The morrows
Stray dogs have practical
Experience and knowledge
You know I know all know.
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Love and possessiveness
To love is to possess
But to possess is not to love.
To possess is a persistent calyx
That stays after the love’s exit.
Young couple loves each other.
The aged couple possesses each other.
03.05.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Curious
Straight as a dye
On us we rely
Yet watch how my head is turning
Distracting my eye
Its no reflection on you, yet who would believe me
Troubled by the thought of it, I cant deny
That Im curious, never meant to hurt you
Just curious, I cant deny
That Im curious, never have decieved you
Just curious, I cannot lie
Give me a reason
Ill hide my delight
Shamelessly Ill seize the moment
Just my needs in sight
Its no reflection on you, yet who would believe me
Troubled by the thought of it, I cant deny
That Im curious, never meant to hurt you
Just curious, I cant deny
That Im curious, never have decieved you
Just curious, I cannot lie
Its no reflection on you, yet who would believe me
Troubled by the thought of it, I cant deny
That Im curious, never meant to hurt you
Just curious, I cant deny
That Im curious, never have decieved you
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Happy 2011
HAPPY 2011
H-ave
A
P-eaceful
P-rosperous
Y-ear
I trust that 2011 is going to be a year to remember
That from January to December
You are going to be blessed
That all will turn out for the best
You will win every test
Fix all that is messed
Restore broken relations
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They will be overcome by love
You will give no place to fear
And 2011 will be an awesome year
Gods very best to you and your family for 2011
Love
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Hebry Brown 31 January 2011
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The dust of the dead words clings to thee. Wash thy soul with silence.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The touch of the nameless days clings to my heart like mosses round the old tree.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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Dead Silence
Not the one
Souls are gonna burn
You're the one
Coming down the dead
Thru the darkness
Skies are gonna shout
Pray for lies
But who's the one to go
Streams of blood
Flow into the streets
Feeds the need
Of the decayed rotting means
Fires breeds upon
The weary young
Evil tales
Sold his only son
Life no longer
Fills the need
Dead silence
In which to feed
Fires breeds upon
The weary young
Evil tales
Sold his only son
Life no longer
Feeds the need
Feeds the need
Of the decayed rotting means
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Thought feeds itself with its own words and grows.
aphorism by Rabindranath Tagore from Stray Birds (1916), translated by Rabindranath Tagore
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The Clouds Of Narcissus
the clouds of narcissus pass by today
along a clear pond by the side of a rice paddy
they stop to get a good glimpse of their faces and bodies
cottony white, shades of blue, pluffy, and soft
they stop and take a longer gaze, admiring every
beauty of its hands and fingers, a longer time
an island of grass some reeds and dry leaves
get curious about what is happening why the clouds
stop and made a longer stare over the clear reflection
of their bodies on the little pond. They talk. They are curious.
and then the clouds finally get done with what is usual.
they left. Slowly sail away from what they are seeing lovingly.
Nothing happens since then. They own no one.No one owns them.
They leave. They do not know how to love. Neither are they loved.
They are gone. The island of grass is silent. The reeds hush.
And the pond has become murky.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Love from mother and wife
There’s a subtle difference
Between mother’s love and wife’s.
Mother couldn’t relinquish love.
Wife couldn’t postpone her claim.
18.09.2011
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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