I was born in Aravayal, a village near Karaikudi, in Sivaganga District, Tamil Nadu, India, on 15th June 1942. My parents are Ramanathan aka Malikozhundu Chettiat and Muthulakshmi aka Kamalam Achi. My wife is Alagammai aka Tharmambal Achi. I have a son, Suresh and a daughter Sudha, both having their families. Now i reside in chennai. email firstname.lastname@example.org and email@example.com
I am a graduate in Botany in Alagappa College, Karaikud and had served in the rubber board, a govnt. body, for 38 years. I have been writing poems since 1995 and i have in this site nearly seven thousand nine hundred poems as on April,2014, some being published in the periodicals of my department and in the... more »
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- Abundance of choice -new-
- Cleaning is shifting. -new-
- Animals’ love -new-
- No revenge -new-
- Love and jealousy -new-
- Man's wants from woman in bed -new-
- Woman is helpless -new-
- The endless pit -new-
- Man desires are five-fold. -new-
- A movement
- Love is not gift.
- The creation theory
- Focus on luck.
- Where lies vacuum?
Rm.Shanmugam Chettiar. Poems
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.
Be grateful and be helpful. Be grateful if not helpful. Being ungrateful is bad. Be helpful to one even
Where should women fight?
When a man stole a woman She is branded mud and he a stud. She is reviled and he, envied. She is labeled a harlot and he, a starlet.
Cleopatra was the queen of Egypt; Cleopatra was the queen of beauty. She came to the throne at her eighteen The first century BC witnessed it.
Child is one’s extension.
Faith and Trust
With a wife not worth your faith And children not fit your trust, You are sick in spite of health And poor in spite of wealth.
A beggar I am.
I show my fake smiles To those I seek, To those I cling to To those I fear
Love without being discontent
Mere presence is enough To let me know She is there for me.
Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death. Birth is close to death and not vice versa. Every birth is at the result of a death. Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
An adult is still a child
A child imitates its mother with air. An adult imitates models to seem fair. A child imagines a child in a doll And enjoys tending it with fantasy.
Love is everlasting
Wonder, venture, adventure, Sports, play, games, Comedy, humor, satire, Detective, Violence and on,
Silent glances and watchful eyes Between two opposite genders In a working place, silently, Would narrate what it should not,
Some parents starve to feed their young ones; Some beg, some toil, some steal or cheat. But the greatest sacrifice parents make Is their fasting from extramarital love.
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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.