Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Poems

Love bred jealousy,
Jealousy bred hatred,
And hatred, anger.
How is love sacred?
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Invention: Man made God.
Discovery: God made man.

Inven.: Man made Satan.
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Seek company of younger ones.
Work with the other sex and flirt.
Cultivate likes for music and art.
Keep alive lust and passion.
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A talented or an obedient,
An intellectual or a dedicated,
A well bred or an affluent,
A glamorous or a virtuous,
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I have seen that her eyes are sharp.
Her eyes are sharp and attentive
But still I dare not encounter them.
They hold my head captive.
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Spare time for yourself by doing nothing,
So that you see many and many see you.
It is like standing in a moving crowd
To spot many and to be spotted by many.
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Kith and kin are the wall
I keep drawing my image on.
Kith and kin are the army
I build to show them as my strength.
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Today they married.
Tonight is their first night.
It is not his first night,
Nor is it for hers either.
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Allot time more than enough for a task;
Allot time doing nothing for yourself.
Allot time helping neigbours around you.
Anxiety will ebb and assurance will surge.
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In the concert of love,
My man’s qualification
Of birth, wealth and position,
Under a sort of subjection,
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