Who is a real seer?
Tolerance is at its extreme
When one puts up with one’s wife
Having known her infidelity.
Possessiveness is at its naught
When one bears with the one
Who is the paramour of one’s wife.
Insensitive to sexual jealousy,
Such one ranks higher than a seer.
17.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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About possessiveness
No mind to lend
Is material possessiveness.
To interfere with others
Is personal possessiveness.
To spy your spouse
Is sexual possessiveness.
To catch others’ eyes
Is name possessiveness.
To will to live post death
Is self possessiveness.
The last one is the strongest
With crippling effects.
26.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Possessiveness in extreme
I don’t retrospect if I love my wife
Nor do I mind her lukewarm response.
Whether I love her or not, I must see
That she does not love any other man.
Possessiveness is in its extreme
Only in sexual relationship.
01.03.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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Parents’ friends
Women close to my father
Aren’t in my good book.
Men close to my mother
Aren’t in my good book.
Sexual possessiveness and
Sexual jealousy are at work.
07.05.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man Is The Climber
Who is possessive-
The tree or the climber?
It must be the climber
who only clings to it.
Who is the climber-
The wife or the husband?
It must be the husband
Who only kills the paramour
And vindicates his possessiveness.
06.09.2005
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Open war is harmless
His assault on his wife,
Her scolding of her husband-
Where these occur as common
There arises no infidelity.
He is decent to his wife.
She is polite to her husband-
Where there prevails silence
There is the chance of infidelity.
Love stays where anger empties;
Love sneaks out where cracks hide.
15.01.2001
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love and rage
The intensity of the rage
A man shows when another man’s eyes
Fall on his wife or hers, on him
Does not reflect the depth of love
He’s got for his wife but reflects
His possessiveness of ownership.
18.11.2009
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The bond of the couple
Women are appearance conscious.
Education and earnings make them free.
Employments bring them to men’s company.
They spend more time with them than with husbands.
Women are not house bound, not village bound.
They live and float with their roots elsewhere.
The society has become permissive.
Infidelity becomes de rigueur.
To have a boy friend is the girl’s fancy.
To have a lover is the wife’s fancy.
Most of men and women are sinners.
Others may, given opportunities.
Close your eyes where light is unwanted. Close your ears where sound is unwanted.
Let possessiveness be torn; be light.
Or what else can one do to changing women?
04.07.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mayra
I am very impressive and handsome,
Please will you be my wife?
I am a seer on your love and,
I need some answers from you;
Please will you be my wife?
I am the very one who can touch you in many ways,
And you are all that i need;
Please will you be my wife?
You are called Mayra and i need your love,
Please will you be my lover?
Kish, fish, dish!
You all that i want on this love.
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A Meaning Learnt
I'm not his wife. I am his paramour:
His wayside love, picked up in journeying:
Rose of the hedgerows; fragrant, till he fling
Me down beside the ditch, a drooped thing
Some country boy may stick into his hat.
A paramour has no more use than that.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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Pretty woman
Pretty woman.
But wife is beautiful.
Pretty woman is hot.
But wife is the sexiest.
Pretty woman is just for sex.
But a wife is to make love.
Wife is a forbidden fruit.
To you and all.
and wife is more caring.
Be at home and by her husband.
and wife is the husband diamond.
And the husband love making love to her.
That no other women can.
Make him feel so good.
and her husband always in love.
With her.
And wife is the husband success.
Loving and warm full happiness.
She bears our children. And
She is the most gifted darling.
poem by See Fee Lee
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Good Bye To Infidelity
Man indulges in dalliance
With random women, away from home.
It is overt rather than covert,
With a tacit understanding
Or acceptance of his indiscretion
By wife, caste conscious and house bound.
She can ignore man's one night stand.
Only when the woman happens
To be an acquaintance of them,
Wife grows nervous and revolt
As family and friends could be
Privy to the scandal to her shame.
Woman away from home on work
are susceptible to men's eyes.
The boundary of sexual loyalties
Are stretching to accommodate
Liberality of women.
To have long term relationships.
Give good bye to infidelity.
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Jealousy
I understand that your unresisting jealousy,
Which can never occur with pure ecstasy, ,
Can provides an excuse for you, and she
Can be more tempted by sexual infidelity.
So, the honest feeling of love you may express,
Which begins the sentence with this word: noblesse,
Exists, 'cause you are born with natural finesse,
But this kind of relationship just cannot progress.
You need to find your lost passion again,
With love and kiss to irrigate again her vein.
To love without any constraint is so humane,
When tenderly her feelings she can regain.
You think that a new floor can start your dance,
When the intimacy of partner dance can enhance
Deep love again and the whole ecstasy by chance,
Which can bring back the glory days and old trance.
The jealousy is sometimes like a yellow loosestrife,
'Cause yellow it's by its nature having its scent of life.
Love treats suspicions and cruelties which are so rife,
When more than she loves him a man can love his wife.
- dedicated to our dear Romeo Della Valle
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Marriage takes a toll.
Marriage is found to take a toll
On one’s sexual life, it is true.
However supportive and kind
He is to her and she is to him,
They go to bed with out the thrill
That they got when they got married.
Familiarity is the culprit;
Curiosity is the victim.
Frequency in sex fizzles out
And stops well before menopause
With sexual thirst ever growing..
The pair set their eyes to wander
And either commit blunder
Or end up as sexual perverts.
A man of sixty will thunder
In passion, given a new partner.
A woman of sixty will writhe
In passion if explored by a new one.
Marriage is found to take a toll
On husband and wife’s sexual life.
01.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Preserve Family
Man will put his trust in woman
For an exchange of fidelity.
Breach of fidelity amounts
To the forfeiting the trust of his
Restraints of sexual impulses
Are the outcome of fidelity.
Restraints of evil tendencies
Are the result of trustworthiness.
Trust is wider than fidelity.
A part of the trust is fidelity.
In spite of infidelity,
Trustworthiness can be still there.
Marriage is built on mutual trust.
Fail marks in one of the subjects
Should not warrant total dismissal.
Be that field improved or overlooked.
A man tends to flirt with other women
And still stands by his own woman.
A woman who responds to men’s lure
Can still be loyal to her husband.
Man’s disloyalty doesn’t hurt
Woman as much as woman’s does.
It is more from his possessiveness.
It is more from his assertiveness.
Love and trust travel beyond sex.
Wife’s status is husband’s status.
Child’s status id parents status.
Identity will take care of trust.
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Wife- better half of life
Wife is the better half of life
Give wife love affection as soul-mate
Wife is not glorified maid as said
Wife do not want money salary honorarium
Do not make hulla gulla and do not beat drum.
Mian bibi relationship should not be commercialized
Third party intervention in family relation vandalized.
Wife is not a domestic labourer
Wife is backbone of the family
The maile stone of the family
Wife is the torchlight of the family
Wife is the colorful star
Do no put any question to her.
Wife is there to give everything
Wife is not to take anything in return
Wife is the goddess.
Only mad man can say wife is a domestic servant
Make wife a wife life-partner better half
And enjoy life freely.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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All For Naught, I Do Not Believe
Naught did I possess any seer, for my abject fear,
Naught are there any here-to see, as I tear!
My best friend has been corrupted,
My entire life, completely, tragically interrupted!
For what reason might be this the case?
Pain has been caused, ne'er to be erased
Drunketh was I, from the cup of my life-
Joined at my festival, by the one who was to be my Wife!
Severed from my family, as though something wrong, I had done!
Falsity was causal to this pain, known to all, but for the one!
Wheresoever she may wander, back to reason,
So too may she allow for the changing of her pain's season!
All for naught, I do not believe-part of His plan-
Each day which passes, I grow more, to understand!
Maurice Harris,23 December 2007
poem by Maurice Harris
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The long time support
My mother loves me more than my wife.
I love my mother more than my wife.
I have decided to lean on my wife,
A stake lasting longer than my mother.
08.04.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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For children’s shake
Visual infidelity is not uncommon.
Textual infidelity is not uncommon.
Marital stability has not been shaken.
Corporal infidelity has come to stay.
Marital relation must cope with that
To keep the cradle safe for children’s sake.
27.06.2010.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Who is a wife?
Who is a wife?
Who can be a virtuous wife?
Who is a wife?
Who can stand the strife
To be a wife?
There is a woman
And there is a wife
Any one can be a woman
But not any one can be a wife
A wife will stand for her pride
A woman will always want a ride
A wife will say
“we ‘ll have a say”
A woman will say
“I ‘ld have a say”
A wife will say
“WE bought you those”
A woman will say
“Mom bought you those”
A wife would say
“We share the bills”
A woman would say
“I share the bills”
A wife cooks what “we” like
A woman cooks what “I” like.
A wife loves unconditionally
A woman loves conditionally
A wife always stands by…
A woman sometimes stands by…
A wife thinks about “us”
A woman thinks about “me”
A wife supports the plans
A woman plans the supports
A wife keeps the relationship
A woman snubs the relationship
A WIFE IS OPPOSITE OF A WOMAN
Who then is a wife?
Amidst all my strife
I‘ve found a darling wife
You too can, if you also tried.
poem by Jr. J.Lakie Kollie
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