Mother Is Not Woman Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Her navel is stimulating
Though a scar of the umbilical cord.
Her twin hills are captivating
Though functional as milk bottles.
Her private part is much sought after
Though is the gate for the child's exit;
Her lips are voluptuous to kiss
unlike the maiden kiss of mother.
Her hips are arresting structure
Unlike my mother's I sat on.
Thighs of woman are the source of lust
Unlike my mother's I sat on
Woman turns a sexual symbol
Thanks to surging male sexual hormones
05.02.2023