Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

Gold Star - 16,277 Points (June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. Poems

8961. Your Envy Is My Pride. F 1/8/2012
8962. Your Faculties 4/14/2011
8963. Your Force Is A Part In The Result. 3/17/2011
8964. Your Fortune 11/29/2010
8965. Your Identities 6/29/2011
8966. Your Identity Is With Your Spouse. 5/3/2010
8967. Your Intelligence 9/24/2011
8968. Your King Is Your Slave. 5/31/2009
8969. Your Legacy 9/24/2011
8970. Your Love Makes Me Shy. 1/15/2010
8971. Your Mirth In Mating 12/5/2010
8972. Your Name To Die 10/2/2010
8973. Your Place Is Your Heaven. 1/11/2010
8974. Your Position 8/14/2010
8975. Your Productions 10/19/2010
8976. Your Prowess Up [adult] 1/13/2013
8977. Your Rivals 3/21/2009
8978. Your Strength 4/18/2009
8979. Your Time 2/12/2010
8980. Your Time Matters 4/7/2011
8981. Your View Of Me Is Not In My Hand 10/14/2010
8982. Your Visit A Balm 6/22/2010
8983. Your Wish Is Of No Value 3/25/2011
8984. Your Woman 3/25/2011
8985. Your Woman Is A Chestnut 12/17/2009
8986. Yours Is Not The Sole Cause 1/9/2009
8987. Yours Is The Basic 1/4/2009
8988. Yours Not In Your Hand 1/15/2010
8989. Youth Covers Up Immaturity 11/13/2009
8990. Youth Is Blind 12/5/2009
8991. Youth Is Temporary. 3/5/2011
8992. Youth, Not Dance Is Watched 7/12/2010
8993. Youthfulness Vital 7/26/2010
8994. Youths Are Castrated 1/25/2012
8995. Zero, The Shoonya 9/27/2015
8996. Zygotic Death 1/23/2010
Best Poem of Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

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.
Let be burnt the ennui of monogamy.
Let come again the sexual excitement
That I went through at my first night.
Need not the man in focus be a prince,
An emperor nor a millionaire.
Let him be the one I want to be with,
In accordance with my safety,
Proximity and convenience.
Just for a ‘love you leave you alliance.’
Yes, I must waste no time to test my worth
And remain faithful with my husband.


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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,

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