Woman has poor memory.
She knows not you;
She knows you.
She minds you.
Your figure fails to allure.
Lust is not in her eyes
Unlike it is in yours.
Your contacts only can.
She is moved by events.
Woman forgets man fast
She lives in his holdfast.
16.02.2001, Pmdi
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The end is not a must.
To see her and contact her eyes,
To listen to her, her voice in mind,
To smell her when she is close.
To touch her, though accidentally
And to long and hope for more
Are steps that feed a man’s lust
And no step, though alone, fails.
18.04.2001, Pmdi
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Who is sexy?
Curvy actress and famous singer,
Jenniefer Lopoz, grabbed the sexiest
Woman in the World Title 2001,
For the second consecutive year.
Who is the sexiest woman?
The one who causes hunger
Where there is no hunger,
And increases the hunger
Where it exists, more
By being a rich fodder.
The lustful woman induces lust
Where there is no lust
And increases the lust
Where it exists, more
By being a rich feeder.
The beauty is only a doll.
The sexy one is a tool.
Sexy women rule the world.
22.05.2001, Pmdi
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Eye contact can speak volumes.
Words are vehicles of communication.
Apt words in apt time convey a lot.
Take eye contacts between lovers!
Without words, what an effect! .
Words are the sound and eyes, the light.
Light travels fast.
26.01.2001, Pmdi
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The mode of attraction
He is struck by her sight;
He is lured by her curves;
He is aroused by her image.
Her flesh is his ultimate.
She is nonchalant at first;
She is moved in company;
She is aroused in sequences.
His hold is her ultimate.
A visual stimulus of woman
Is enough to arouse a man.
Amorous sequences of events
Are needs to arouse a woman.
Mere porn can lure a man;
But in story form, it lures a woman.
He wants to hold;
She wants a hold.
14.02.2001, Pmdi
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Love erases lust
Maybe a man is drawn to a woman by his lust.
Once intimacy develops, he clings to her by love.
The love he gets for her makes his lust profane.
Once love has grown up, she is felt by her absence.
12.01.2001, Pmdi
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Seldom seen one is green.
The full-moon, I love. My love never fails.
It is only once in a month.
The rainbow, I love. My love never fails.
It is once in a blue moon.
The sun, I need. No need to love.
It is there every day.
Out-door woman are striking.
19.04.2001, Pmdi
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Grooming makes one pleasing.
An ass is ugly, not for his nose.
He is lazy unlike the horse.
A crow is ugly, not for his black
But for his voice, unlike the koel’s.
An eagle is ugly, not for his beak,
But for his menace, unlike the parrot.
No matter how you are made,
You can make yourself lovable.
19.03.2001, Pmdi
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Lust in steps felt.
Lust is felt when a woman is in thought.
It gives you kicks. You feel such kicks till death.
Lust is spelt in touch, kiss and embrace.
It charges you; you feel such touch even as old.
Lust is spit in insertion and emission.
You can have it till you lose potency.
Lust by any form is set till you last.
Lust survives dryness of sperm, semen,
Potency, and infertility, to give lease to your life.
18.04.2001, pmdi[the above 3 as 1 poem
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The merciless beloved
Knowing that you have crowded teeth,
he loves you and fails not.
Knowing that you have strange lips,
he loves you and fails not.
Knowing that you are not attainable,
he loves you and fails not.
Knowing that he must not love you,
he loves you and fails not.
However you ignore and evade,
he loves you and fails not.
Can you find some one better,
who can emulate him?
Are you a granite or limestone?
Can you save his love?
05.05.2001, Pmdi
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Man to bear with woman
A modern woman wants more from her husband.
He should be compatible in bed, in society,
In providing, in emotion and in aesthetics value.
Where he fails there she sneaks for such man.
Allowances avoid cracks
as rails are laid with gaps.
Otherwise heart may break
18.01.2001, pmdi
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You manifest in all.
If someone is lean you come to my mind.
Anyone bearing your name brings me your frame.
Sometimes any woman reminds me of you when
I detect some features like or unlike yours.
At times, no woman in view brings you to my view.
I can wind up to say that you torment me more
And more though longer and away you are.
My strong memory or your strong image,
My clayey heart or your castle: the cause?
No apathy to see you in every woman.
It is my pity. Show me your empathy.
01.05.2001, Pmdi
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Woman is the beautiest
The most beautiful creature
is woman, no doubt.
But one condition clause-
‘To the eyes of man.’
09.02.2001, Pmdi
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Nearness, not fitness clicks
In some it is the love that brings contact.
In some it is the contacts that induce love.
The former proliferates to blossom and dies.
The later concentrates on fruiting to dehisce.
The opportunity dictates;
Merit takes only back seat.
17.03.2001, Pmdi
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Women cannot be free.
The chastity of woman is not practised voluntarily.
It is coerced by generations by patriarchy
With the dire consequence of death and estrangement.
In a cage, she feeds without lust, lusts without food.
Men never free women; Masters never free slaves.
04.05.2001, Pmdi
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Woman to fall on man
A tender pepper vine grew on a timber.
Both were in embrace, she clinging.
A hardy pepper learnt to grow erect,
Without a support. Lust of clasp is lost.
Erect woman is at loss.
21.01.2001, Pmdi
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The love cycle is barren.
Chances bring contact.
The contacts elicits interests.
The interests fetch intimacy.
Then the intimacy gets cracks,
Which are given patch up.
Later, it meets the dissolution.
The love completes a cycle.
21.03.2001, Pmdi.
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Witch
Eyes, rivulets of red that run beneath a canopy
Of green-tinged lashes –
Tear blood playing on the grey-white skin,
Stretched across the twin peaks of cheekbone.
That slender pillar of a neck –
Magnet of eroticism, blinds to
Veins gorging on the flesh,
Dancing under pulse of blood –
Or whatever pumps inside.
Coal-black lips word intentions –
Castigations – variations of the horror
She was born to be.
O the hair! – a flame-orange avalanche
Thundering down to Hell
Where seething mounds of torn bodies lost their souls
To viler wants and fouler holes of
Scatological minds.
And the plunge of lavish breast –
E’er the siren’s weapon! –
Baits the mortal man –
Were he to chance his hand across
The certainty of doom.
But still we go, our weakness on display –
Hers will not a challenge be to see to our decay.
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Detachment
What is detachment? I am in dark to know.
She gets my flavour; She returns no favour.
She loves my presence and forgets my absence.
She gets my heat and emits not hers.
From her I understood about detachment.
27.04.2001, Pmdi
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Lust is fire.
Be she a metal, coal or oil,
No woman is immune to combustion of lust.
Intensity and duration of flame determine.
Woman is chaste by force.
Lust and fire are consumers.
16.10.2001, Pakd
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Lust is fire
Be she a metal, coal or oil,
No woman is immune to combustion of lust.
Intensity and duration of flame determine.
Woman is chaste by force.
Lust and fire are consumers.
16.10.2001, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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