Conjugal Love Vavroovahana Patra
Woman’s love is wondrous;
With congratulation contents comrades’ desires.
Wonderful embracement enhances passion;
Wondrous creature allures lover’s attraction.
Wife’s Kiss provides peace;
Worries evaporate with her sweet wish.
Weekly holiday with wife brings pleasure;
world smiles with conjugal love with pleasure.
Wise woman shows right path;
Woman’s beauty is a brook of mirth.
Weary husband enchants with embracement;
Warmth of love provides rays of merriment.
Worshipping God couple derive delight;
Way to peace becomes cosy chanting hymns with gaiety.
Work of woman with sacrifice dazzles in history;
Woman’s chastity is endowed with purity.
Woman, a social servant is a Deity;
Wife’s service is perennial, provides gaiety.
Wife and husband’s love is Eternal on Earth;
Woman is a Beauty, a melodious Brook of mirth.
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Women’s Era Vavroovahana Patra
Woman and man’s is love is natural on Earth;
With all creatures it is endowed with mirth.
Wife’s love is perennial, certified by the society;
With Wife’s true love husband derives gaiety.
Wonderers’ is woman’s beauty;
Wonderful is her gait with gaiety.
Woman allures man in various way;
With profound love entices, embraces with gay.
Woman and man are endowed with Divine Bliss;
Wise woman serves the society with good wish.
Woman and man’s love begins from Adam Era on Earth;
Wife enjoys with a polite husband with mirth.
Weary husband is tranquilised by lovely wife day and night;
Warmth of encouragement shows us the light path with delight.
Wealthy woman is optimistic on Earth;
Way to peace is the prosperity of woman, provides mirth.
World smiles with woman’s chastity;
Worshipping God the couple live with gaiety.
Woman’s life dazzles being singer, film star;
Woman smiles being a popular writer.
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Woman Vavroovahana Patra
Woman is a Ganga on Earth;
Is a rivulet of mirth.
Ganga mingles with Ocean enthusiastically;
Derives salvation delightfully.
Husband’s kiss, embracement is woman’s delight;
With peace she surrenders on the feet of Almighty.
The sweet souls derive peace and pleasure;
Are lovely creatures in the lap of Nature.
The new creation smiles delightfully;
Both praise God peacefully.
Woman is a Creator;
Is lovely family’s operator.
Women’s chastity, bravery dazzles in history in golden letters;
They inspire the nation providing pleasure.
Woman is a wonderful creature;
Tranquilises the weary lover.
Woman is respected in the society;
Is a paragon of Beauty.
Her love allures day and night;
Prays for husband on the feet of Almighty.
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Brook Of Gaiety
Woman is endowed with beauty;
Is a lovely beautiful Deity.
Innocent woman is a brook of Delight;
Her love is a brook of gaiety.
Woman tolerates worries anxieties delightfully;
In a lovely family lives gaily.
As a river she is chaste, endowed with sacrifice;
Is adorned with simplicity, Divine Bliss.
Providing water, electricity the river smiles gaily;
Providing love, affection, kiss, embracement smiles delightfully.
Is a mother tolerating pain patiently;
In a lovely society lives peacefully.
With waste products the river is transparent, pure;
Contents all creatures’ thirst and desire.
The river is pure with the touch of sun ray;
In plants, animals and people provides gay.
Woman garlanded with jasmine is a Beauty;
Is a fairy from Heaven is a Deity.
The silvery face allures lover day and night;
Is a fairy of Indra’s paradise provides delight.
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Stream of Gaiety Vavroovahana Patra
Wife’s sweet conversation is an ocean of merriement;
Is a brook of enchantment.
In despair husband is happy with her consolation;
Kisses, congratulates, frees tension.
Husband derives profound peace with embracement;
She is tranquil as the distant firmament.
Her innocence allures day and night;
She is an ever flowing rivulet of delight.
Wife is a Heavenly Beauty;
In solitude provides delight.
Is the Queen of the night;
The kiss is a stream of gaiety.
Wife plays with passion;
Is the creator of creation.
Is a good advisor;
Is the sweet lovely mother.
Wife’s vermillion is the symbol of chastity;
In husband’s eyes she is a Deith.
On Earth she is a peerless Beauty;
In husbands lap lives with delight.
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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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Fragrance Jasmine ` Vavroovahana Patra
Beautiful silvery woman endowed with a garland of jasmines passes on the way;
The peerless heavenly beauty of the fairy, the fragrance of jasmines brings gay.
Wavy curly crisp hair pervades waves of enchantment;
In poet’s mind plays waves of merriment.
The beauty allures, enthuses the poet with profound pleasure;
Poet’s mind concentrates on the beauty, thinks a beautiful creation is joy for ever.
The Beauty entices with the twinkling of eye;
Poet derives profound pleasure, love affection, gay.
The Beauty is a Deity on Earth;
Is a melodious brook of mirth.
Evaporates the worries, anxieties pervading the fragrance of jasmines with loving conversation for ever;
Beautiful is the creation and unknown creator.
The Beauty of Beauties is the unknown Deity;
Is the Delight of Delights.
God’s omnipresence reveals, pervades through Beauty;
She is a sweet lovely melodious Brook of Delight.
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Now that august is gone
Now that august is gone
And we all know that all augusts come and go
Is this woman? a woman of vertue,
Is this woman? a super woman
Is this woman? a woman of mission and vision
Is this woman? classy and stylish
Is this woman? preffesional or house wife
And the woman of action and motion
A woman of courage and resilence
A woman of liberation and liberty
A woman of passion and compassion
A woman of thoughts and opinions
A woman of empathy and sympathy
A woman of concerns and kindness
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A woman of confrontation or insecurity
A woman of altracation or tranquility
A woman of ambition or armunition
A woman of redeemtion or detention
A woman of power or affection
Is this woman a woman
I am not questining you, woman!
I was questioning this woman
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Ocean of Purity Vavroovahana Patra
Beautiful Mahanadee flows with gaiety;
In all creatures plays waves of delight.
The vast river mingles in the Ocean;
She magnifies the beauty of creation.
All creatures quench thirst drinking water;
Bathing in the river derive purity, pleasure.
The river smiles in the lap of Nature;
Attracts all creatures, pure for ever.
Hindus, Muslims, Christians bathe in the same water;
All are sisters and brothers.
She penetrates rays of purity in all people of Earth;
The lovely river is an Ocean of mirth.
Sun beam kisses the river, magnifies her beauty;
Her lap is a perennial brook of delight.
Lovers enjoy on the cosy sandy lap of rivers;
Solitude, peace, love reigns for ever.
Poets depict poems, derive inspiration;
She is a fairy, Beauty of God’s creation.
Weary travellers rest a while for peace and pleasure.
The lovely bride contents their desire.
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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.
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Silvery Beauty Vavroovahana Patra
Innocent silvery Beauty allures the poet;
Poet waits a while for a little delight.
Admires the art of creations;
Pervading the mystery of Beauty she frees tension.
Silvery Beauty allures delightfully;
Poet drinks the nectar of Beauty gaily.
The vehicle waits a while on the path;
Poet enchants with mirth.
Beauty is a gift of Almighty;
Lover enjoys with Delight.
Beauty enchants mind, heart miraculously;
Lover functions duty delightfully.
Poet heart reminisces Beauty’s face with gaiety;
He derives peace and delight;
All beautiful things are attracting;
In the lap of Nature are delighting.
Beauty appears with peace and pleasure;
Contents lover’s desire.
Beauty is a Deity;
Lover prays with gaiety.
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Her Bum
‘Does my bum look big in this? ’ She glared.
I gulped and stared upon the floor.
I must escape; the bedroom door
Was open. ‘Run! ’ my senses cried.
But I was numb – nerves were fried!
‘Well? ’ She scowled. I sought a subterfuge.
‘It’s absolutely huge! ’ I thought –
But how to tell her that–? A short
And blighted life she’d wreak on me.
And so to Wife, on bended knee
I prayed ‘Oh please release me from this hell! ’
She gave a yell: ‘So is it big? ’
I looked again – a mammoth rig
Was hanging down – but how to say?
An honest man would surely pay!
I stuttered ‘Err... well, yes it’s nice.’
Her voice was ice: ‘But in this? ’
I tried diversion with a kiss.
‘I love you’ also burbled out – but
I was heading for a rout.
I drew a breath. ‘Be a man! ’ I growled
Inside this howling, quaking head.
‘Well actually love, ’ and now I’m dead,
‘It’s colossal – a real whopper... ’
The bedroom shook; I couldn’t stop her.
I daren’t publish anymore…
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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I Am Not A Woman...
I am not a woman that loves with a heart
I am not a woman that's silly and smart
I am not a woman with open wounds
I am not a woman that's more attuned
I am not a woman that you hold dear
I am not a woman that has no fear
I am not a woman that's loved or lost
I am not a woman that doesn't know the cost
I am not a woman that's hurting inside
I am not a woman that has no foolish pride
I am not a woman that can't look you in the eye
I am not a woman alone that cries
I am not a woman that's imprisoned with chains
I am not a woman that holds her will in vain
I am not a woman, or mother, or friend
or wife, or daughter, or one to depend
I am not a woman of all and more
Because I gave it away to the one I adore
what's left is all you see
Just a woman that truly believes
Gem of Love Vavroovahana Patra
Glittering light on the altar attracts devotees;
God’s lovely face allures with delight.
Good women, men chant hymns delightfully;
Govinda (GOD) smiles on the altar gaily.
Grief evaporates chanting God’s names (Mahamantra) enthusiastically;
Glee reigns in devotees reciting name of God reverentially.
Glad devotees derive Divine Bliss;
God fulfills their long cherished wish.
Girls and guys pray Almighty;
God blessth them with gaiety.
Garlands all on God lures devotees;
God embraces devotees with delight.
Gentle breeze brings peace, pleasure;
Gaiety pervades everywhere.
Genteel behavior of devotees entices all creatures;
Gem of love dazzles everywhere.
Generously of devotees brings peace, pleasure;
Genial woman, men pray the creator.
Genius of devotees take people on right way;
God blessth all innocent devotees with gay.
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Beloved’s Home Vavroovahana Patra
The Curvy rural path mingles with the fountain;
The small home of the beloved smiles below the mountain.
Cosy purple sun beam kisses beloved’s Abode of peace;
She smiles as a Fairy of Heaven with Divine Bliss.
Solitude, tranquillity, peace reigns in the lap of Nature;
Beloved smiles with peace to content lover’s desire.
Blossoms of garden bloom delightfully;
Lovely bride attracts lover’s mind enthusiastically.
Flowers of Goldmohur welcomes the lover;
Melodious brook congratulates, contents lover’s desire.
Innocence pervades in the environment of beloved;
She allures lover, makes him glad.
Cuckoo’s melody enthuses the lover;
Derives perpetual peace in the lap of Nature.
Innocent beloved allures as a peerless Beauty;
Lover enchants in a dreamland with delight.
True love takes lovers on right path;
With a little conversation they derive mirth.
Love enhances day by day;
Lovers enjoy lives with gay.
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This Woman
There is this woman made for me
this woman craves for me
I love this woman so true
and I know that she loves me too
There is this woman who kisses me
this woman pleases me
I take this woman to be my wife
and I know she wants me for life
There is this woman who dreams about me
This woman makes love to me
When I lay against this woman to sleep
I feel a love towards her so deep
There is this woman who loves me
This woman was made for me
I desire her in every possible way
This woman is my night and day
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Chauvinist
I’d never really comprehended such a mighty range of
Shapes and sizes down behind, it’s really rather strange:
The buttock muscle in a woman, overlaid with fat
Is actually such a focal point for men to want to pat
Or squeeze, and then to tease her if it’s eminently stout,
Or even risk a stay in clink to sting it with a clout!
After all, we men are tuned to be that way inclined –
And tho’ our needs are varied, girls, they’re all perverse of mind!
Best of all, our sacred dream: to see her shed her gown
When gliding to the shower for the ritual sponging down.
But then alas! With body lathered, oops! she drops the soap;
‘Please! ’ we beg her, ‘bend and bare! ’ But we can only hope!
I’m sure by now you get the picture – like a rule of thumb –
That men like me obsess all day about the fairer bum.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Her Hidden Treasure
Her flame was only for the women –
Not for us unlucky men;
A weakness lay for feminine way:
To feel an even fairer skin
In silky slide.
Her lips were for the satin love that
Only flows from rising breast;
The creamy tan was not for man
To pull towards a chiselled chest
In weathered hide.
Her hidden treasure down below
Would shy away from macho length
And only rouse upon the blouse
Undone by other sapphic strength –
In time, inside!
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2010
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The Grenadain Woman
Yes me woman, from my womb life was borne
Yes me woman, the young ones prune by my hands
Yes me woman, with the coves that sways with the redeem of the heart beat, tup-tup, tup-tup, tup-tup, tup-tup
Yes me woman, with beauty unimaginable, soft to the touch
yes me woman, with the voice of a heavenly being, soft, gentle, comforting, encouraging
Yes me woman, determine to succeed with the strength from above
Yes me woman, the days have gone, long gone for her to depend on the strength of another man
Yes me woman, her time has come for the world to see her for who she really is
Yes me woman, creative, innovative, confident, intelligent, loving, kindhearted
Yes me woman, mother, wife, daughter, sister, friend, lover
Yes me woman, The Grenadian woman.
poem by Curliann Mark
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Beauty of A Woman
The beauty of a woman
is not in the clothes she wears,
the figure she carries,
or the way she combs her hair;
and...
The beauty of a woman
is not in a facial mole, but...
true beauty of a woman
is reflected in her soul.
The care that she gives, and...
the passion she shows; would be the...
beauty of a woman's character that grows.
Phenomenal Woman: A Lady with love.
Phenomenal Woman: An Angel above.
Phenomenal Woman: An Image of God.
Respectful, kind, and not of a facade.
A Poet with love; her age just a number,
this Woman of God would NEVER slumber.
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Shrine
Criminals, prostitutes, rapist on the shrine become devotees;
God Siva is the Deity of deities, the Almighty.
Fragrance of jasmines pervades in the environment;
In all devotees plays waves of merriment.
Hymns reverberate in the air;
God contents devotee’s desire.
Poets sing the glory of God day and night;
He fulfils their desire with delight.
God shows the right path;
Chanting hymns devotees glorify the birth.
Life passes with prosperity;
All dedicated devotees derive delight.
Brook of tranquility flows on Earth;
Peasants, poets delight with mirth.
All surrender on the feet of Almighty;
Chaste women enchant with gaiety.
God is the creator, operator destructor;
According to good deeds fulfils all devotees’ desire.
His love is Eternal on Earth;
Is a perennial fountain of mirth.
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