Woman’s Sacrifice
A woman who sexually attracts men
And in turn is attracted by many,
Cannot admit all and she reject all
And mutely suffer from self denial.
(18.03.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Shy
Written by John Mellencamp
Can you shelter me
From this anxiety
Hey baby don't look me in the eye
'Cause I'm sexually shy shy shy
Sexually shy shy shy
I don't know why
With other girls I'm fine
But with you baby I'm shy shy shy
I hate for you to see me like this
'Cause nowhere else in my life
Does this exist
Can you shelter me
From this anxiety
Hey baby don't look me in the eye
'Cause I'm sexually shy shy shy
I'm sexually shy shy shy
Every time we talk
I can't catch my breath
I want a conversation
But I scare myself
I really can't hide behind this lie
'Cause with you baby
I'm shy shy shy
Woman
Well I'm ashamed to say
Woman
That I'm afraid this way
Woman
Yeah
Woman
I gotta stop acting so crazy
Can you shelter me
From this anxiety
Hey baby don't look me in the eye
'Cause I'm sexually shy shy shy
Sexually I'm shy shy shy
Can you shelter me
From this anxiety yeah
Hey baby don't look me in the eye
'Cause I'm sexually shy shy shy
Can you shelter me
From this anxiety yeah
Hey baby don't look me in the eye
'Cause I'm sexually shy shy shy
Sexually I'm shy shy shy
I don't know why
With other girls I'm fine
But with you baby I'm shy shy shy
I don't know why
With other women I'm fine
But with you baby I'm shy shy shy
I don't know why
I don't know why
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Denial
We live in a world of denial
we pretend nothing is wrong we keep our smiles.
but nothing can hold back the pain,
from driving us insane.
We don’t have to admit how we truly feel,
because then we have to admit it is real.
For it is easier to hold feelings inside,
then have admitted it hurts and cry.
For our inner child is very sad,
and we don’t believe we can hold her tight
with both hands.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on November 25,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Barely Surviving
I'm sorry I let you read me
I'm sorry I read you
I'm sorry I let you manipulate me
I'm sorry I manipulated you
I'm sorry I let you meet up with me
I'm sorry I met up with you
I'm sorry I let you kiss me
I'm sorry I kissed you
I'm sorry I let you touch me
I'm sorry I touched you
I'm sorry I got you attracted
I'm sorry I got attracted
I'm sorry I fell for you
I'm sorry you never felt the same way
I'm sorry for the first time
I'm sorry for my disintegrated conscience
I'm sorry for not letting go
I'm sorry for being mentally ill
I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time
I'm sorry for ever existing
I'm sorry for being sexually abused
I'm sorry for my religion
I'm sorry for not being capable of being loved
I'm sorry for being alive
I'm so sorry
but I will fix all of this...
poem by Mariam Abdelghani
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Scars
Those who suffer scars outside
Are afflicted since they can't hide.
But they likely confront reality
Since their appearance is there to see.
In turn most learn it's not what is seen,
Since actions determine what life will mean.
Whereas those harboring scars inside
Can't be treated when they've denied
That there's anything wrong…
Until the next crisis comes along.
Then it's the world that's marred…
Not them since they have worked hard.
Scars of denial, insecurity and hate
Are like open wounds that never abate.
These marks take their greatest toll
Surreptitiously hidden, destroying soul.
Sadder are innocent victims that suffer;
Unscarreds exposed to denial with no buffer.
poem by Gregory Huyette
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To adapt is a skill
Cultures imposed segregation
Of sexes outside the wedlock
As sex would get in the way
If inter-sex friendship blossomed.
New environments throw multiple
Locales for inter-sex relations.
Men and women are together
More time than they're with their mates.
Social roles and sexual pulls clash.
To deny it is a self-denial.
Men and women admit much less
To each other about their feelings.
Not to express is man's restraints.
Not to admit is woman's burden.
The time will embolden the both.
Precedence will encourage them.
We adapt to temperature
That the climate change brings about.
We'll adapt to temperaments
That the woman freedom brought about..
08.05.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Admittedly, a homosexual can be conditioned to react sexually to a woman, or to an old boot for that matter. In fact, both homo - and heterosexual experimental subjects have been conditioned to react sexually to an old boot, and you can save a lot of money that way.
quote by William S. Burroughs
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Ignorance yoke the couple
Civilizations brought in chastity;
Chastity gave birth to prostitution.
Man was sexually emancipated.
The yoke of chastity paid its price.
Male sex workers are in the emergence.
Woman is sexually emancipated.
Ignorance of one’s partner’s indulgence
Yokes together the couple for harmony.
28.09.2010
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Gender ego
A woman doesn’t admit that the other
woman is beautiful.
A man doesn’t admit that the other
man is handsome.
A woman doesn’t digest any man
pursuing other woman.
A man doesn’t digest any woman
responding to other man.
Men and women are in rivalry
Among themselves, not across,
Gender ego being the propeller.
25.03.2006
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Woman Is Fed By Men's Eyes
Woman is thirsty to be beautiful.
She gets fed when men turn their eyes on her.
On looks rather than for stomach, she spends
And falls a prey to anything fancy.
For her feminine desirability,
Not denying this, she puts her efforts.
By attracting men, she attracts herself.
Under her rouge, she gets her confidence.
It is her asset to have men at their feet.
It is her repute to keep them at bay.
No woman desists from being ogled
By men, no matter what rank they fall to.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Getting Better
It's getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me weren't cool
Holding me down
Turning me round
Filling me up with your rules.
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Me used to be angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
I'm doing the best that I can
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
It' getting better all the time, Better Better, Better
I used to be cruel to my woman I beat her and
kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man, i was mean, but I'm changing my scene and I'm doing the best that I can.
I admit it's getting better,
It's getting better all the time
I've got to admit it's getting better,
It's getting better since you've been mine.
Getting so much better all the time
song performed by by Gomez
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2.........What is a woman to you?
What is a woman to you? ...........
what is a woman to you?
is she tall…short…thin…or plump?
what attracts you to her
is it her eyes, her smile, her breast
or is it her intelligence, her views on issues
the way she makes you feel
when she looks at you
what is a woman to you?
Do you like a woman who keeps a good house,
Raises your children, and
Flatters you constantly
Or do you like a woman who is career oriented,
Who will challenge you,
And support you in your endevours
What is a woman to you?
Is she aggressive, dominante, she’s the one on top,
Always the one on top
Or is she timid, shy,
lets you do anything you want,
you are the one in control what happens, not her
what is a woman to you?
only you can answer that questions
I’d just thought I’d ask……..
(june/2009)
poem by Fawzia Zie
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Denying Innner Child
We live in a world of denial
where we try to keep back our smiles.
But nothing can hold back the pain
that is slowly driving us insane.
For if we can not admit how we feel
we would have to admit that it is real.
For it is easier to hold things in the inside
then admit we have a problem and
have to cry.
For our inner child is very sad
because we won't hold her tight
with both hands.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 20,2012
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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It is said that power corrupts, but actually it's more true that power attracts the corruptible. The sane are usually attracted by other things than power.
quote by David Brin
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Getting Better
Its getting better all the time
I used to get mad at my school
The teachers who taught me werent cool
Youre holding me down, turning me round
Filling me up with your rules
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Me used to be a angry young man
Me hiding me head in the sand
You gave me the word
I finally heard
Im doing the best that I can
Ive got to admit its getting better
A little better all the time
I have to admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
I used to be cruel to my woman
I beat her and kept her apart from the things that she loved
Man I was mean but Im changing my scene
And Im doing the best that I can
I admit its getting better
A little better all the time
Yes I admit its getting better
Its getting better since youve been mine
Getting so much better all the time
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Its getting better all the time
Better, better, better
Getting so much better all the time
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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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
Have more patience
When times become tough
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
Henry & Madalene 31 January 2011
Hebry Brown 31 January 2011
poem by Henry Brown
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Not To Ape Man
Woman attracts man.
She cannot attract woman.
Failure to attract man
Is a loss of woman's value.
She must stay feminine.
She is not to ape man.
29.02.2012
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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You think intercourse is a private act; it's not, it's a social act. Men are sexually predatory in life; and women are sexually manipulative. When two individuals come together and leave their gender outside the bedroom door, then they make love.
quote by Andrea Dworkin
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The woman who dresses well attracts the husband from another woman's door.
Interests Clash
Man would desire a woman,
Striving hard to attain her.
Having got her, indifferent
He would soon grow towards her.
Woman would desire a man
And grow intense towards him.
When propositioned by him,
She would turn off, despite desire.
Man has no shame to go for next.
Woman has shame to leave for next.
The interests of the both clash.
All the flowers don’t set to fruit.
(17.05.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Truth I Weep
wondering in the maze of life
somewhere i stopped on a hyacinth
O' my hyacinth
picking it in my hands
the fragrance though spread
overwhelmed in the perfume of it
i wanted to admit
the beauty of love i had for it
with a pricking pain
i saw the thorns
never with a hyacinth
but there were they
to grin was my compulsion
to laugh was the only way
to not let the heart break
i know the pain
but cant let you suffer
O' my hyacinth
cant let you suffer
cant let you suffer
poem by Gule Rukhsar
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