Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Poems

A woman in art, statue, photograph
Or in celluloid attracts. We desire.
No return of love. No soul.
I love you against your dumbness.
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I love that curvaceous woman,
Carved out of marble,
Kept in a show case.
It loves me not.
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The child plays with blocks.
The adults play with cards.
The poet plays with words.
They enjoy without profit.
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What struck me then,
I told you today on line.
‘You are sexier than you were.’
I could not see your flushing
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You rippled my placid pool.
The throw is violent.
The stone is hard.
It takes long to subside.
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One couple ended their life,
without an issue.
The other couple spent in vain
To end without an issue.
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As a boy, one loves one’s mother.
As a man, one loves one’s wife
As a father one loves one’s kids.
Mother’s love is irrespective of age.
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When there is an itch
Must there be a scratch
For a woman,
To have heart felt warmth.
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Fire is there; Wood is there.
Air is there. There’s no catch of fire.
The distance interferes.
Air must turn a wind
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We welcome helps but reluctant to help.
We would pardon but would not seek pardon.
We want power but not to empower.
Only sexual love has a two way traffic.
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