Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar.

Gold Star - 23,787 Points (June 15,1942 / Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India)

Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. Poems

9321. Your Time 2/12/2010
9322. Your Time Matters 4/7/2011
9323. Your View Of Me Is Not In My Hand 10/14/2010
9324. Your Visit A Balm 6/22/2010
9325. Your Wish Is Of No Value 3/25/2011
9326. Your Woman 3/25/2011
9327. Your Woman Is A Chestnut 12/17/2009
9328. Yours Is Not The Sole Cause 1/9/2009
9329. Yours Is The Basic 1/4/2009
9330. Yours Not In Your Hand 1/15/2010
9331. Youth Covers Up Immaturity 11/13/2009
9332. Youth Is Blind 12/5/2009
9333. Youth Is Temporary. 3/5/2011
9334. Youth, Not Dance Is Watched 7/12/2010
9335. Youthfulness Vital 7/26/2010
9336. Youths Are Castrated 1/25/2012
9337. Zero, The Shoonya 9/27/2015
9338. 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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