We couldn’t be she
If a woman surrenders her virtue
It means the return she gets is higher.
She does it knowingly what is at stake.
You and I scorn as we couldn’t be she.
06.04.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Esp
Dark is the night
High is the fire
Touches the sky
Love with no shape or form
I am in your minds eye
Just let your dreams run wild
Somewhere, out across the nation
Someone, waiting in the shadows
Listen, I dont wanna hear
Return to, sender
Calling, I can see the future
Someday, signal with a single motion
Show me you believe in someone, somewhere
Oh baby you, you give, me
You give me the runaround
Just another night, with, you
Youre on my mind
And we got love
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher
(chorus)
E.s.p
I communicate with you
Tell me what it means to feel
What am I supposed to do
E.s.p
Nothing any words can say
Nothing that we know is real
But itll take your breath away
Your breath away
Danger, suddenly an early warning
Suddenly the soul is burning
But I still believe in someone, somewhere
Baby you, give, me
You give me the runaround
Just another night with you
Im in your mind
And we got love
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher
E.s.p
I communicate with you
Tell me what it means to feel
What am I supposed to do
E.s.p
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher
Be prepared to make your sacrifice, tonight
Far beyond the point of no return, oh no
And we got love
And lovell take you higher and higher and higher
Higher and higher, higher and higher
(repeat chorus)
song performed by by Bee Gees
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Man has no shame
Man desires to have
Every woman who strikes.
Women know and hence scorn.
Used to, men have no shame.
05.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Happiness Over Opulence
Truth instills virtue.
Love imparts sacrifice.
Compassion delivers service.
Not truth means no virtue.
No love means no sacrifice.
No compassion means no service.
Virtue instills trust.
Sacrifice provides care.
Service ensures safety.
No virtue means no trust.
No sacrifice means no care.
No service means no safety.
No trust, no care and no safety,
The society is in anarchy.
The cure is not prosperity.
Children must score top in these subjects,
And not in science and mathematics.
Happiness must score over opulence.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Sans woman, man will hang.
Hell is not far to seek
but is right here at your beak
for you to experience
when you lack
a protective mother,
an assuring wife,
a supportive sister,
a promising daughter,
or any woman of that sort.
Coz you are a pepper vine.
Woman is a stake.
Without a stake, you’ll hang?
23.12.2000, Pmdi`
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Lust is a viper.
Sir, you are so great a man.
I am not the only woman you man,
Though I may be the only woman
Who you prefer to hold uncommon,
And pour me love, so serene.
I couldn’t resist. Who can?
Yet, why should I squirm?
Why should my friends scorn?
Yes, lust has viper eyes,
And when deprived, generates jealousy.
22.05.2001, Pamdi
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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To My Wife
I have given you my heart so please don’t break it.
I have given you my soul so please don’t wound it.
I have given you my mind so please don’t confuse it.
I have given you my body so please don’t abuse it.
I have given you my all,
So please don’t prove me a fool.
Cause.....
I couldn’t love without you,
You have my heart.
I couldn’t live without you,
You have my soul.
I couldn’t think without you,
You have my mind.
I couldn’t breathe without you,
You have control of my body.
You have my heart, soul, mind, and body.
I couldn’t be without you.
You are my wife.
For that I am eternally grateful for you.
My heart, soul, mind, and body is intertwined with yours.
So baby I’ll be with you forever.
Because we are not to be subjected to the words,
“Death do us part.”
Baby what I’m trying to tell you is,
I love you!
Brandi Lynn Young
June 22nd,2007
Copyright 2007
All Rights Reserved
poem by Brandi Young
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A woman who accepts, sells herself; a woman who gives, surrenders.
The error was erred
A batsman was given out.
The umpire felt his error.
The next one was not given out
Though he was to be so.
The umpire knowingly did so.
He had made two errors
But his conscience became clear.
08.09.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Stake Stake Stake
Stake, stake, stake,
on the green felt fabric thrown, -
the croupiers, awake,
the players, weary, grown.
O well for the novice who
can cash in lucky play,
O ill for the gambler too,
rash not to end his stay
as the golden chips go on
back to stack within the till, -
but O for the touch of a vanish’d hand,
and woe for the crushing bill!
Stake, stake, stake,
while a camera all can see,
records both banks which break,
and counts accounts’ red plea!
poem by Jonathan Robin
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To be good in sex
To be good in sex,
Physique being immaterial,
You must feel higher than the woman.
So that anxiety of her status is shed.
To be good in sex,
You must have sensitivity
As to when to do what and
What to do when to be errect.
10.05.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Patience
Patience
Some say it is a virtue,
others might see it as a sin.
Patience
Means waiting for a key to a door,
that holds treasures locked within.
Patience
Means despair at every corner,
and rejections from left to right.
So is patience,
a virtue or a sin.
I will let you decide
which category it should fall in.
poem by David Harris
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Death Reveals A Woman
In the face without masks
Death is a woman
In the moment you know yourself
Death is a woman
At the end of all questions
Death is a woman
As the well of all answers
Death is a woman
At the end of all regrets
Death is a woman
In the liberation through tears
Death is a woman
As the relief from battle
Death is a woman
In the loving embrace
Death is a woman
In the dreamless sleep
And in the endless peace
Death is a woman.
10-12-2007
poem by Sr. ANTONIO MCKINNEY
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To George Sand: A Recognition
TRUE genius, but true woman ! dost deny
The woman's nature with a manly scorn
And break away the gauds and armlets worn
By weaker women in captivity?
Ah, vain denial ! that revolted cry
Is sobbed in by a woman's voice forlorn, _
Thy woman's hair, my sister, all unshorn
Floats back dishevelled strength in agony
Disproving thy man's name: and while before
The world thou burnest in a poet-fire,
We see thy woman-heart beat evermore
Through the large flame. Beat purer, heart, and higher,
Till God unsex thee on the heavenly shore
Where unincarnate spirits purely aspire !
poem by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Meaning Of War
Meaning of war
War means bombing
War means explosions
War means fire
War means destruction
War means hating
War means mutilation
War means killing
War means tears
War means guns
War means loss
War means not of who is right
War means not of who is wrong
War means only of whom is left
poem by Oscar Montano
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Brie Carter
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War Means
War Means death
War Means destruction
War Means fire
War Means bombing
War Means sorrow
War Means turmoil
War Means tears
War Means guns
War Means blood
War Means confusion
War Means explosions
War Means mutilation
War Means sickness
War Means killing
War Means occupation
War Means loss
And lots more
But after one side
Or the other side
Has finally had enough
And lays down their arms
To surrender and give up
War Means Peace
poem by Mrunal Nandankar
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Family life
Family life means helping others;
Caring the spouse means remaining with her;
Virtue means adopting oneself to norms;
Love is to tend relatives;
Wisdom is to understand idiots;
Relation is to keep words given;
Modesty means keeping lust private;
Righteousness means being unbiased;
Patience is to bear with enemies till the time comes.
[Based on an ancient Tamil poem 133 of Kalithokai]
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Her Bum
‘Does my bum look big in this? ’ She glared.
I gulped and stared upon the floor.
I must escape; the bedroom door
Was open. ‘Run! ’ my senses cried.
But I was numb – nerves were fried!
‘Well? ’ She scowled. I sought a subterfuge.
‘It’s absolutely huge! ’ I thought –
But how to tell her that–? A short
And blighted life she’d wreak on me.
And so to Wife, on bended knee
I prayed ‘Oh please release me from this hell! ’
She gave a yell: ‘So is it big? ’
I looked again – a mammoth rig
Was hanging down – but how to say?
An honest man would surely pay!
I stuttered ‘Err... well, yes it’s nice.’
Her voice was ice: ‘But in this? ’
I tried diversion with a kiss.
‘I love you’ also burbled out – but
I was heading for a rout.
I drew a breath. ‘Be a man! ’ I growled
Inside this howling, quaking head.
‘Well actually love, ’ and now I’m dead,
‘It’s colossal – a real whopper... ’
The bedroom shook; I couldn’t stop her.
I daren’t publish anymore…
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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He's a Woman - She's a Man
I saw it walkin' lonely down the street
Cool like a cat, like crazy clean
I looked twice again, I can't believe
Oh no no no
It turned around right then
And looked at me
I said oh no, it really couldn't be
It was a man, it was a woman, too
He's a woman, she's a man
He's a woman, she's a (woman)
I think it really came from far away
I'm feeling head uptight so I have to stay
It takes my hand and says come on, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go
We're goin' home, it's nice and warm to say
He starts to move, she starts to play
I need a body, why not you
He's a woman, she's a man
He's a woman, she's a (woman)
He's a woman, she's a man
He's a woman, she's a (woman)
song performed by by Scorpions, music by Rudolf Schenker, lyrics by Klaus Meine, Herman Rarebell
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The Glory Of A Woman...
The Tenderness Of A Woman
Is In The Strength Of Her Hands
Her Power To Touch
And Take Care Of Her Man
The Gentleness Of A Woman
Is In Her Character, To Care
And Her Courage To Bear
All Pains, As A Pair
The Winsomeness Of A Woman
Is In Her Choice To Understand
And A Support Source To Plan
And Her Voice, Cheering, ‘We Can’
The Sweetness Of A Woman
Is In Her Secure Embrace
Her Fragrance, Form, and Face
And Her Hunger, For His Taste
But, The Weakness Of A Woman
… Is That Her Heart, Is Beaten
Surrenders Body and Soul Even
Before His May Weaken
She Stays The Course To Withstand
The Mighty Heart Of A Man
Patience, Like Hour-Glass Sand
Is The Female Force Of A Woman
The Crowning Glory Of A Woman
Is Tresses, Flowing Like Rain Above
But, The Glorious Joy Of A Woman
Is Knowing, She Is Loved …
The Completeness… Of A Woman
Written & ©: 2/22/10
By: The MoonBee
poem by MoonBee Canady
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