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Catching A Criminal

Low flight has arisen demanding vacation,
Inner puzzles suck the air of the villain.

Lover of wine, is a wonderful man,
Higher in stature than a epidemic.

Low love I suffer from if hated,
Love the wine, then, and live when aborted.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Birth of love is certain

Love is fulfilled;
Love is sublimated;
Love is blighted;
Love is aborted;
Love is slaughtered.
Irrespective of ends,
Love is born
Whenever two agreeable
Mental gametes meet,
As a prelude to physical union.
11.07.2001, Pkd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Do you know the answer?

Who dwells in your brain most-
The woman won or the one lost?
Which dwells in your thought most-
The love won or the one aborted?
Who gives you pleasure most-
The woman won or the one you pined for?
I know the answer; do you know?
26.01.2007

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Man’s impatience

Woman’s wish is love be with secrecy.
Man’s wish is it be in high frequency.
His impatience should not embarrass her,
Which it would infallibly be, sure,
If his pursuance becomes a nuisance.
All forbidden loves thus get aborted.
01.10.2010

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Love slips like fish.

Two souls fall in love
And seek every chance
To meet each other
On this or that pretext.
Alas, it is aborted.
The lady soul withdraws,
Faster than it could,
As if a repelling one,
Once she suspects
Others’ meaningful eyes.
She avoids every chance
And will turn inimical
19.05.2002, pakd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Too late

Had you aborted it
At its embryonic stage,
Had you strangulated it
At its infantile stage
Or had you terminated it
At its tender age,
My agony for it
Would not have been that much.
Now it is too late.
Allow it to live its youth.
I mean our relation,
That you shouldn’t thrash.
25.08.99

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Your Past

Ssssssh! No politics here;
For she flirted with all the boys and aborted her babies,
And now she wanted a child.
She flirted about and now that she is married,
She needs a child!

Look back before you leap and,
Look ahead as well before you move on;
For your past is full of the odds.
Ssssssh! No politics here.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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The Map-Maker

I am a map-maker of high discernment,
I am an agent so absorbent,
The feelings attached to me created
This felony so wide and long aborted.

The maple tree outside is flung by the wind,
There are leaves on the ground thinned;
My staple diet is so well-known by the nation,
Eventually we are proud of none.

poem by Naveed Akram
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Let Women Get It (Indian Woman)

The love that was aborted or stolen
For me isn’t a stigma, or a shame.
I brag about it and write about it.
In doing so I live it and feel it.
What about the woman involved?
She shuns her past, hides it and buries it
Without aftermath relish or relief.
Women should be let off from those clutches.

(24.10.005)

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Mankind is cursed by its own law.

One couple ended their life,
without an issue.
The other couple spent in vain
To end without an issue.
How dear a birth is!

One was taken to ransom
for having impregnated a house maid.
A spinster aborted her foetus.
How unwanted the birth is!

Man made law and nature made law
are at logger heads.
05.07.2001, Pkd

poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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