Biography of Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.
I was born in Aravayal, a village near Karaikudi, in Sivaganga District, Tamil Nadu, India, on 15th June 1942. My parents are Ramanathan aka Malikozhundu Chettiat and Muthulakshmi aka Kamalam Achi. My wife is Alagammai aka Tharmambal Achi. I have a son, Suresh and a daughter Sudha, both having their families. Now i reside in chennai. email firstname.lastname@example.org and email@example.com
I am a graduate in Botany in Alagappa College, Karaikud and had served in the rubber board, a govnt. body, for 38 years. I have been writing poems since 1995 and i have in this site eight thousand five hundred poems as on April,2015, some being published in the periodicals of my department and in the annuals of the Chennai poets' circle, Chennai, where i serves as Secretary since 2010. My poems cover romance, love, human relations, philosophy. Almost all the poems are short, sharp and telegraphic, conveying naked message.An atheist.
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Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.'s Works:
Be... and 9 other A kindle format E Books published in Amazon.com /rm shanmugam chettiar (Self Publication) , each priced at $0.99
- Each One Comes To Bat. -new-
- Death Is The Test. -new-
- When One Goes Invalid… -new-
- Is Moan In Bed Due To Climax? (A) -new-
- Power The Love Makes. -new-
- Air Is Polluted With Advice. -new-
- Spiritual Life -new-
- Split Sex From Love -new-
- Be Women Tendrils -new-
- Ritual Worships -new-
- Which Is The Truth? -new-
- Life Is Friction
- Death Cannot Be Felt.
- Anger And Pain
Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. Poems
A Woman Forty Plus Aspires
I must be the centre of attention And reaffirm my desirability. I must feel validated as a woman And re-experience the romance of love.
Be grateful and be helpful. Be grateful if not helpful. Being ungrateful is bad. Be helpful to one even
Where Should Women Fight?
When a man stole a woman She is branded mud and he a stud. She is reviled and he, envied. She is labeled a harlot and he, a starlet.
Child Is One’s Extension.
Cleopatra was the queen of Egypt; Cleopatra was the queen of beauty. She came to the throne at her eighteen The first century BC witnessed it.
Love Without Being Discontent
Mere presence is enough To let me know She is there for me.
Death And Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death. Birth is close to death and not vice versa. Every birth is at the result of a death. Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
A Beggar I Am.
I show my fake smiles To those I seek, To those I cling to To those I fear
Faith And Trust
With a wife not worth your faith And children not fit your trust, You are sick in spite of health And poor in spite of wealth.
Wide cheeks? Let the hair hide the ears. Broad forehead? Let the hair spills in front. Dwarf neck? Let the hair in knot be up. Lanky figure? Let the hair falls on shoulders.
Pride And Prejudice
Elizabeth, I fell in love with you, Without seeing you in person. Without being born in your days, With a figure that I carved of you,
Silent glances and watchful eyes Between two opposite genders In a working place, silently, Would narrate what it should not,
Greed And Fear. I
You enter with greed; You exit with fear. You love with greed; You fail with fear.
The Conept Of The Birth
What is birth? Why is it? Who causes it?
The birth is the fusion of matter and force
That came into being by accident
And since then evolves like planets revolve.
As the wind blows and the water flows
In accordance with the external force
The living things grow and reproduce
In accordance with the external force.