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:
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- Chaste Still They Are. -new-
- The Pity Of Children. -new-
- Tendency Is To Value The Up -new-
- God Has No Life. -new-
- Demand For No Religion -new-
- Fashion Flows Down. -new-
- Parents’ Ignorance -new-
- To Have Balance In Life -new-
- Smile As An Arrow -new-
- Governments Must Prevail. -new-
- Save The Progeny -new-
- Life Converges In The Brain. -new-
- Why Is A Journey? -new-
- Venture Is Light. -new-
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.
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.
Be grateful and be helpful. Be grateful if not helpful. Being ungrateful is bad. Be helpful to one even
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.
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.
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.
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,
A Curse To The Mother
One invalid begs and the other scavenges. One dies in an arson, hailing his leader’s name And the other dies as a suicide bomber.
Shrouded In Five Sheaths
Each individual is consciousness
Shrouded by five sheaths to form as a whole:
Body, breath, senses, mind and ego.
Body is fed by food energized by breath.
Senses feel, mind chooses and ego leads.
Consciousness is the custodian
Of heredity and its budding by breeding.
An individual is a bud grown out.