Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Poems

Lust is born with the embryo
With-in the mother’s womb,
To grow with it as basic instincts.
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The studs worn by her are more fortunate
Than their donor, with their sanctity
To touch her. What sensation can they feel?
The donor can feel but is barred to touch.
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He aroused her and she aroused him.
Hormones exuding at peak, they grew erotic.
Both got their partners at bed frequently,
And fantasized each other as stimulants.
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Man’s instinct is to sow his seeds in as many fields
So that the seeds would grow to remind of him later.
Man substitutes, now, with ‘leaving his mementos’ likewise
So that they stay there to remind his women of him.
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Whether because I loved her figure
I crafted to capture her heart or
Whether because I loved her heart
I started devouring her figure
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Small but not shallow,
Placid but not tranquil,
Short-while yet worthwhile
Was our lives’ sojourn.
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He remembers, beside his and of his children,
As a ready reckoner, only her birthday.

He would celebrate, though in visualization
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For Mark Antonio to cry out:
‘This is the most unkindest cut of all’,
He required the brutal wound
Of Caesar, inflicted by the noble Brutus.
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By not wearing the studs, she sent him to abyss.
In her adhering now, she brought him to bliss.
That day, she gave him the manly status.
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Fell down a seed on a bed a year ago.
Has grown that seed to a plant by now.
How could it be if the bed was not wet?
A proof that she has been wet to grow my love.
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