Woman, be a hard nut
The latest hit song is devoid
Of interest by its repetition.
The less heard ones manage to stay.
Keep with men space and time,
To keep your glamour, dear woman.
Be away but not far away.
05.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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poem by David Keig
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Don’t waste time and energy.
When a thing is hard to get,
You set out to get it.
When such things go aplenty,
At your door steps,
To it, you turn your back
And, then turn repulsive.
Woman of glamour and
Woman of beauty do this,
Fed up with swarming men.
Don’t waste your time and energy.
28.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You believe him
If your husband spoke not high
Of your woman friend to you,
It means that he wants to hide
His interest in her to you.
19.05.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Contact itself is the pleasure
The sustained interest is there
In contact with an intimate friend,
Notwithstanding the absence
Of any corporal contact.
The gratifying interest is there
In contact with a flirting woman
Notwithstanding the eluding
Corporal contact of her.
Gather, not to grieve.
02.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Nothing is classical
Classical songs stay.
Popular songs die.
Why?
Not by merits.
One is less heard.
The other is heard to boredom.
17.01.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Joy In Repetition
{crowd noise same as for alphabet street}
He like to frequent this club down up on 36th
Pimps and thangs like 2 hang outside and cuss for kicks
Talking 2 no one in particular, they say the baddest I am tonight
4 letter words are seldom heard with such dignity and bite.
All the poets and the part time singers always hang inside
Live music from a band plays a song called soul psychodelicide.
The songs a year long and had been playing 4 months when he
Walked into the place.
No one seemed to care, an introverted this-is-it look on most of their faces.
Up on the mic repeating 2 words, over and over again
Was this woman he had never noticed before he lost himself in the
Articulated manner in which she said them.
These 2 words, a little bit behind the beat.
I mean just enough 2 turn u on.
4 everytime she said the words another one of his doubts were gone.
Should he try 2 rap with her? should he stand and stare?
No one else was watching her, she didnt seem 2 care.
So over and over, she said the words til he could take no more, (no more)
He dragged her from the stage and together they ran through the back door
In the alley over by the curb he said tell me whats your name
She only said the words again and it started to rain (rain, rain, rain)
2 words falling between the drops and the moans of his condition
Holding someone is truly believing theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
Theres joy in repetition.
She said love me, love me, what she say?
She say love me, love me.
Joy, why dont u love me baby, joy, why cant u love me baby
Joy, come on and love me baby, joy in repetition
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy in repetition,
Alright, joy, all my wishes add up to one
Love me, joy, love me, joy, love me, joy
Love me, love me, joy, joy, joy in repetition
Joy, joy in repetition,
Joy, joy (love me) in repetition,
Love me, love, joy, joy, joy in repetition
Joy, and Im gonna say it again, joy, joy, and Im gonna say it again,
Joy, Id like 2 go way up high and say, love me, joy
Ill say love me, joy
Joy, joy in repetition, joy in repetition
Theres joy in repetition
song performed by by Prince
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Man differs from woman
A man can love two women
At a time in equal measures
A woman may subscribe to it.
A woman can, two men
Simultaneously in turn.
A man cannot tolerate it.
21.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Repetition
Im coming back to you
Just like before.
Ive been a lonely boy
Since I walked out your door.
If theres a life for us,
I dont know.
But I cant live like this
Anymore.
The time I spend alone has nothing to give.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
Repetition,
The only thing I can do.
Im coming back to you,
This time to stay.
If Ive learned one thing
Its that I cant stay away.
The time I spend alone has nothing to give.
The life I lead alone has nowhere to live.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
Repetition,
The only thing I can do.
And I can still recall
How you would hold me.
The way a vast wave
Broke so slowly.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
Repetition,
The only thing I can do.
Repetition,
And we can see this through.
Its repetition,
Im coming back to you.
song performed by by Information Society
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Waist is the symbol of sex.
Does not it look strange
That a woman is sexier
When she bares her waist
Rather than her chest or thighs.
Yes, next time observe.
It was once your abode.
02.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The wholesome food
Someone to dominate
And someone to submit to,
From time to time,
Each man craves,
Failing which
He finds himself tense.
He must be heard;
He must be spoken to.
To see someone
And to show himself
Also is his wonted pleasure.
15.04.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Test not the love
There is no instance
That without the substance
Of sex can there be born
Love of a woman
For men of her choice.
No woman admits it.
When tested by men, she spits.
Men are content without a test.
02.05.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Choose companions
Woman, appear with women,
Les fair than you,
Or duller than you.
Then you are in focus.
19.02.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Give her freedom of love
Many a woman you might have courted.
Did you succeed in getting any?
Let many men woo your woman.
No one can succeed in getting her.
Women are interested for company,
The least for sex. Ignore it for harmony.
25.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman is the moon.
Woman, I liken you to the moon.
You wax when you tempt.
You wane when you ignore.
One time I am lit.
Another time I am shut.
Who hates a full moon
For she’ll soon turn a new moon?
25.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Breasts' best time
A woman’s breasts
Are at their best
At her conception stage,
So firm, so juicy,
So in form and so sexy.
25.03.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Honestly poor
An honest man and a chaste woman
Are so, as they have weak spine
To brave the onslaught of their people.
28.04.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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No woman is an orphan.
A woman is not an orphan
When by the husband is thrown.
Men are ready to visit the lawn
For her heart if not for her bone.
03.05.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman likes two extremes
Be a wicked or a witty
To pivot a woman
She likes either pricking or tingling.
The former gives her thrust.
The latter gives her a crest.
16.06.2002, pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Starving to please
Far, you please her eyes.
Near, you please her ears.
Away, you fill her thoughts.
With her, you tinkle her passion.
Over her, you comfort her.
No returns.
To please a woman is to please the self.
03.05.2002, Pakd
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Repetition
You get up in the morning
And every single day
Is just a repetition
Its always been that way
You live alone inside your head
Incommunicado, in the land of living dead
Each days a repetition
Of the one that went before
Like watching an old movie
You cant sit through anymore
Why dont you kick the habit
And walk right out that door?
From all the repetition
Day after day
All the repetition
Its always been that way
Its in your head, its in your eyes
Youre boring and its no surprise
With all the repetition
Day after day
All the repetition
They say its time to start all over
And call it a day
But you go right back where you started
Day after day
You go right back to where you started
Day after day, after day, after day, after day
You look in the mirror
Is anybody there?
Its only a reflection
That doesnt really care
Youre a product of your time
Looking hard for something, but you never saw the sign
Lock inside a prison
But thats where you wanna be
Stuck in solitary
And youve thrown away the key
You say you want your freedom
But you dont wanna get away
Then you wake up, its time for you
To start another day
With all the repetition, day after day, all the repetition
All the repetition day after day
Another chance, another day
You know its time to get away from all the repetition
Day after day
How long you gonna sit and wait
Youre getting on its getting late
They say its time to start all over
And call it a day
But you go right back where you started
Day after day
You go right back to where you started
Day after day, after day, after day, after day
song performed by by Kinks
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