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Women, don’t betray

Man is a trader, a hawker or a vender
In a fair where women are moving buyers.
He invites, yells or reaches to sell his goods..
Buy, ignore or decline the offer. Don’t betray.
15.09.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Men are at mercy

Men are venders and women, buyers.
Men are eager to get more buyers.
Women are fed up with more venders.
Men live at the mercy of women.
09.11.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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A Miserable venture

A vendor next comes to another buyer,
After his failure with many buyers.
A buyer grants access to a vender,
After her refusal to many vendors.
Yet the vender with hopes meets the buyer
And again fails to click with her a deal.
18.03.2004

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Be a clever woman

A woman vender goes door to door
To sell her wares and earn in hundreds.
At times she could earn in thousands
When the wives are found away.
Pleasure, money and safe repute.
30.01.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The shortage of buyers, which the world is suffering from, is readily understood, not as due to people not wishing to obtain possession of goods, but as people being unwilling to part with something which might earn a regular income in exchange for those goods.

quote by Paul Dirac
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The Fair Is Moving On

All the rides are over and done
It's late and no prizes are left to be won
The rides are closed, it's the end of the day
The horses are moving away
Yes the fair's moving on
And I'll soon be gone
Remember the love that we've known
Yes the fair's moving on
But I won't leave you long
It's the last time you'll be on your own
The music has ended, the carousel's still
The horses in boxes with the big Ferris wheel
The canvass and glitter are safely on board
The trailers will soon hit the road
Yes the fair's moving on
And I'll soon be gone
Remember the love that we had
Yes the fair's moving on
But I won't leave you long
I'm coming back so please don't be sad
At dawn I'll be gone but I'll soon return
Till then the fair's moving on
Till then the fair's moving on
Till then the fair's moving on
Till then the fair's moving on

song performed by by Elvis Presley
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In The Lost And Found

The imitation picks you up like a habit
Riding in the glow of the tv static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they understand
Mistake a nervous flash for a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor man's clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose
And you tell me, "fool, you tell it like it is"
Your wall's gone wider than your head trip is
Checking into a small reality
Void as a drug you take too regularly
>>The acolyte's laugh; the broken crutch
>> The first true love folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through the rubble for things they can resell
"happy holidays," said sid the saviour
Believe in love i still favour
I won't take your medicine
I don't need a remedy
To be everything i'm supposed to be
I don't want nobody else
I can do it by myself
We're meant to be together
Now i'm a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
I'm the hitchhiker you recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting...
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can

song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Junk Bond Trader

The imitation picks you up like a habit
Riding in the glow of the tv static
Taking out the trash to the man
Give the people something they understand
Mistake a nervous flash for a fine-line smile
Junk bond trader trying to sell a sucker a stock
Rich man in a poor mans clothes
The permanent installment of the daily dose
And you tell me, fool, you tell it like it is
Your walls gone wider than your head trip is
Checking into a small reality
Void as a drug you take too regularly
The apple needs to laugh; the broken crutch
The first two folded at the slightest touch
Brought down like an old hotel
People digging through the rubble for things they can resell
Happy holidays, said sid the saviour
Believe in love I still favour
I wont take your medicine
I dont need a remedy
To be everything Im supposed to be
I dont want nobody else
I can do it by myself
Were meant to be together
Now Im a policeman directing traffic
Keeping everything moving, everything static
Im the hitchhiker you recognize passing
On your way to some everlasting...
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can
Better sell it while you can

song performed by by Elliott Smith
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Women Trafficking

Sold as cheap goods
abducted, aborted,
deceived, treated as slaves.

Like robots they move,
told what to eat and wear
how to react and sell.

Raped, maltreated,
they earn some pennies
with the greater share
for the wallets of their masters.

Women, women, women
from many corners in the globe
trafficked as cheap commodities,
a living witness
to our society of lust and greed.

poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Men Are Made For Women

The life runs on two tracks
both needs to be parallel
the difference of a thread
makes the life to be out track
and leaves a ruin behind.

But believe in me
men are made for women
men are made for safety and security
for women, to fulfill their all needs
the existence of this world is
only with the love of women

Men betray at every stage
but women betray very often
that so they maintain to run the life
on the parallel track of life.

poem by Ramesh Rai
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The Crossing Line

Split down the middle
two hearts
beat for love,
trespassing vows
that betray trust,
to find a balance
without destroying
their other halves

Two lines crossed
in secret,
betray trust
to find the balance between,
trespassed vows

Two hearts
yearning for love,
betray trust
to yearn for love

Two lovers
torn apart,
betray one another
to repair the trust
they have broken

Two loves
now irreparable,
inconsolable,
loose loves luster,
never again, to shine.

Copyright ©2006

poem by Adryan Rotica
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Love It or Leave It

Love It Or Leave It
Date: February 2,2011

Come to me forever, love
Or entice me, nevermore
There is no in-between, my dear
The ocean meets the shore

I forsake the useless drivel
If barren of your desire
And decline the bone dry kisses
From lips devoid of fire

I shan't extend a tender hand
When thy heart in greed must hide
Nor will I lie beneath your weight
When my heart is denied

I'll ignore the whispering winds
When smoke obscures my view
And nevermore to search in vain
For stars that shine of you

My breath will cease to speak thy name
Yet inked upon the rhyme
Is passion flaming from the heart
That burns of love sublime

I'll offer firm resistance
To hold my wolves at bay
And turn with a conviction
That flattery cannot sway

I'll beg not for affection
Or pout when you decline
I'll simply turn my heart away
And leave the fire behind

So come to me forever, love
Or free me from this snare
A decade of indecisiveness
Is more than what is fair

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Copyright © 2011 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved

poem by Leria Hawkins
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Only bidders

A woman may get aroused by you.
She won’t be ready to offer herself.
She cannot buy all the things she desire.
She wants only bidders and not buyers.
15.06.2007

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The novelist and the poet

the difference between
the poet and the novelist

the former invites you
straight into his world
a canvas that takes
words for paint
humour for techniques
realism for images

the novelist
on the other hand
flatters you with
his intelligence
but takes the liberty
to hide behind
each of his creation/character
hard it would be to
find the man in
the maze of his words
you would gain more
hunting for him in town

the novelist is a
calculative trader
seizing any idea that could
help him sell his words

the humble poet though has
to sniff out his real self, his own god-instilled rhythm,
to let us share his adventures, colours, dreams

the novelist craft words for money
the poet craft words - to find himself and shares it with those -
who wish to find their own selves

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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I wanted to give money to people like this woman so that they would be free from the moneylenders to sell their product at the price which the markets gave them - which was much higher than what the trader was giving them.

quote by Muhammad Yunus
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Man trains woman.

Women become conservative
Where men are possessive.
Women grow liberal
Where men are democrates.
Women are molded by men
30.01.2006

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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So it is fair enough that you are paying me what I ask for, because it is my name you are using to sell the film. If the producer gives me a guarantee that he will sell the film at a lower price to the distributors, fair enough, then I will charge less!

quote by Ajay Devgan
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No reaches

The heart approaches joy
But never reaches it.
The heart approaches women
But never reaches them.
Women keep their windows open
With doors always shut.
They will shut their windows too
As rainbows in me turn white.
Then I’ll house them in my inn
That I have built in my brain.
14.10.2005

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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The Goods Gone

I know when Ive had enough
When I think your love is rough
Chorus:
The goods gone
The goods gone
The goods gone
The goods gone
The goods gone out of our love
I know its wrong
We should enjoy it, but
The goods gone
The goods gone
Once we used to get along
Now, each time we kiss, its wrong
(chorus)
Now it aint no fun
And the goods gone now
We used to love as one
But we have forgotten now
I know when Ive had enough
When I think your love is rough
(chorus)
Its gone forever

song performed by by Who
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Whats Good - The Thesis

Lifes like a mayonnaise soda
And lifes like space without room
And lifes like bacon and ice cream
Thats what lifes like without you
Lifes like forever becoming
But lifes forever dealing in hurt
Now lifes like death without living
Thats what lifes like without you
Lifes like sanskrit read to a pony
I see you in my minds eye strangling on your tongue
Whats good is knowing such devotion
Ive been around - I know what makes things run
What good is seeing eye chocolate
What goods a computerized nose
And what good was cancer in april
Why no good - no good at all
What goods a war without killing
What good is rain that falls up
What goods a disease that wont hurt you
Why no good, I guess, no good at all
What good are these thoughts that Im thinking
It must be better not to be thinking at all
A styrofoam lover with emotions of concrete
No not much, not much at all
Whats good is life without living
What goods this lion that barks
You loved a life others throw away nightly
Its not fair, not fair at all
Whats good?
Oh, baby, whats good?
Whats good?
Whats good? not much at all
Hey, baby, whats good? (whats good? )
Whats good? (whats good? )
Whats good? (whats good? ) not much at all
Whats good? (whats good? )
Whats good? (lifes good)
Lifes good (lifes good)
Whats good? (lifes good) but not fair at all

song performed by by Lou Reed
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Ivory Palaces

The sender,
Of honourable men and women;
Affections,
For the ivory palaces are now here to stay;
And like the glad tidings of your love around,
For the desire of your heart is around you.
Blender, sender, vender, tender, fender, bender, gender!
Of honourable men and women;
For the ivory palaces are now here to stay.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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