Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Poems

I cultivate crops to benefit.
I shepherd sheep to benefit.
I obey the king to benefit.
All pray to God in the same foot.
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Seeds are the extension of trees.
Chicks are the extension of birds.
Calves and cubs are too extensions.
Can children be quite different?
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Humiliation is harsh,
Harsher than punishment.
Self-humiliation is still more.
To ask the beloved money
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I felt no sorrow to leave the work place,
Where I had been stuck because of Nita,
Who, from being more than a dear friend,
Had become less than an acquaintance,
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Two neighbours are inimical.
So are two adjoining states
Or nations. The nearness
Brings more area for clashes.
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You have an itch to tell me ‘I love you.’
You want me to tell you that I love you.
Why must this phrase be precious for lovers?
Sans this verbal, can’t love and care exist?
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It is not every man who gets a woman
Of her position to run after him
On foot and alone in a fervent search,
Following their relation turning soar,
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Sun rays excite leaves;
Flowers attract bees;
Females arouse males.
Reactions take place.
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The old age is bitter, which cancels
All happiness one has had earlier.
He is helpless and wanting like a child.
Unlike a child, he lacks parental cares.
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One’s death drives us to sorrow.
If it’s parents, profound tears;
We weep over deaths because
We cannot see them any more.
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