Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

(June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Yeoman service


Woman, be a flower
To emit fragrance.
Woman, be an inflorescence
To display beauty.
Woman, be a honey
To stimulate men
And be not a nutmeg
To betray longing souls.
This is the greatest joy
You can do to mankind.
Woman, grant men access
To have pleasure of your company.
You can do as many
As you can, a yeoman service.
12.10.2005

Submitted: Monday, August 24, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, August 26, 2009

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  • Lalitha iyer (8/24/2009 6:26:00 AM)

    Access denied
    World is over
    Access granted
    World is covered
    Every man
    is not human
    if only every man
    were human
    .......................................the world could be heavens............ (Report) Reply

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