Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

Gold Star - 15,217 Points (June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. Poems

8921. Your Children Will Watch You 3/16/2012
8922. Your Emotion 5/27/2011
8923. Your Envy Is My Pride. F 1/8/2012
8924. Your Faculties 4/14/2011
8925. Your Force Is A Part In The Result. 3/17/2011
8926. Your Fortune 11/29/2010
8927. Your Identities 6/29/2011
8928. Your Identity Is With Your Spouse. 5/3/2010
8929. Your Intelligence 9/24/2011
8930. Your King Is Your Slave. 5/31/2009
8931. Your Legacy 9/24/2011
8932. Your Love Makes Me Shy. 1/15/2010
8933. Your Mirth In Mating 12/5/2010
8934. Your Name To Die 10/2/2010
8935. Your Place Is Your Heaven. 1/11/2010
8936. Your Position 8/14/2010
8937. Your Productions 10/19/2010
8938. Your Prowess Up [adult] 1/13/2013
8939. Your Rivals 3/21/2009
8940. Your Strength 4/18/2009
8941. Your Time 2/12/2010
8942. Your Time Matters 4/7/2011
8943. Your View Of Me Is Not In My Hand 10/14/2010
8944. Your Visit A Balm 6/22/2010
8945. Your Wish Is Of No Value 3/25/2011
8946. Your Woman 3/25/2011
8947. Your Woman Is A Chestnut 12/17/2009
8948. Yours Is Not The Sole Cause 1/9/2009
8949. Yours Is The Basic 1/4/2009
8950. Yours Not In Your Hand 1/15/2010
8951. Youth Covers Up Immaturity 11/13/2009
8952. Youth Is Blind 12/5/2009
8953. Youth Is Temporary. 3/5/2011
8954. Youth, Not Dance Is Watched 7/12/2010
8955. Youthfulness Vital 7/26/2010
8956. Youths Are Castrated 1/25/2012
8957. Zero, The Shoonya 9/27/2015
8958. 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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