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 nearly seven thousand nine hundred poems as on April,2014, some being published in the periodicals of my department and in the annuals of the Chennai poets' circle, Chennai, where i serves as Secretary. 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. 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.
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.
Child is one’s extension.
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.
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
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.
Love is everlasting
Wonder, venture, adventure, Sports, play, games, Comedy, humor, satire, Detective, Violence and on,
An adult is still a child
A child imitates its mother with air. An adult imitates models to seem fair. A child imagines a child in a doll And enjoys tending it with fantasy.
Silent glances and watchful eyes Between two opposite genders In a working place, silently, Would narrate what it should not,
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.
Crime must cove crime
A woman of passion married a king,
Who, a widower, fell for her beauty.
Consumed by passion, madness in heart,
She could not but love his son, so robust,
‘And wanted to bend the stiffness of his will.’
She began to tempt him with all her assets
And miserably failed to seduce him.
Bitten by the rage, born out of ignominy
Of being neglected and pride wounded,