Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Poems

I am here; you are there.
Had we been hares
By now we could have crossed over.
But we are only tortoises.
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In presence of anyone
You are not at ease, rather tense.
Only in seclusion,
You are at ease and in rest.
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All women, young and old,
Equally tempt old men too
But refuse to answer them.
No pity! Let the old treat them
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A dependant is worse than a beggar,
Though both of them don’t get self respects,
In that he, unlike the beggar, would get
Humiliations from his known people.
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Men, beware! The things you don’t use,
You will ultimately lose. Your wife, too.

Women, Beware! The things you won’t rule
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He is her man who makes her blush
And who turns her, before him, tense.
He is her man who makes her dumb
And who turns her, to his moves, mum.
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There was no occasion for anyone to discern
Her cleavage, belly or loin,
All hidden in the fully covered saree.
Her bust, not prominent, makes no mounts.
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Millions and millions of soldiers now and then
Over three to four decades march ahead and die
Except one or two, fortunate to pair on the way.
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A lad is keen on the virginity of the lass
That he intends to marry. Next only is the rest.
A paramour corners a woman
Knowingly that she is not a virgin.
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It is her sheer shyness that drew me to her.
It is for her very shyness that I loved her.
The shyness put her lust in store and seal.
To boil the lust and break the seal is my zeal.
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