Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar Poems

Parents can spoil their kids in three ways,
From their excess care and deep attachments.
They can pamper them to become inert.
They can possess them to grow a rebel.
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Birth is not bliss but a curse
To itself and the begetters.
It has to encounter death,
Till which fear haunts at each stage.
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When I die with me will die impressions
Made by my parents with their love and care,
Skills and sacrifice and pain and sufferings.
Their values no one else knows better.
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At every junction, we chose a path
With a vision of, say, a hundred yards,
With many miles lying ahead unknown.
Is it that we have made the choicest path?
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Tigers sleep, deer sleep,
Cats sleep, rats sleep,
The water sleeps, the earth sleeps,
Everything sleeps when the sun sleeps.
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When husband and wife practise sex
for procreation, sets in perversion.
When they prefer to have sex
as recreation, sets in aversion.
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From impulse, she desires you.
From guilt, she stays you.
From fear, she avoids you.
From others’ suspicion,
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Society is resistant.
But for it, where is your pride?
Without it, where is identity?
In privacy, where is intimacy?
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A humorist is a sadist.
Someone is sacrificed.
A sympathizer is a sadist.
Some other is sacrificed.
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Be she a metal, coal or oil,
No woman is immune to combustion of lust.
Intensity and duration of flame determine.
Woman is chaste by force.
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