Show me all your joys,
Show me all your pains,
Tell me all that you’ve lost
And tell me all that you can gain
What are you tryin to hide,
Let me see, oh it’s that cruel mind,
Who are you tryin to be,
Father, son, saint or creep,
It’s time you walked on that old and forgotten lane,
It’s time you be naked again. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
You look so clean naked,
Naked is what you should be. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Ragged and withered are your clothes of desire,
Take all the angst and jealousy
And set em on fire,
Your hair stinks of your proud glory,
Just notice the million times in your life that you’ve felt sorry,
Your eyes are sunk in the dark pits of greed,
Will you ever be satisfied with all your wants and needs. . . . . . .
Take all the lust and throw it down the drain,
Don’t you think it’s time you be naked again,It really is time you be naked again. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
2 comments:
hi godsathiest,
hope ur not one in real life too...but anyways, about the two poems i read...i liked the first one better- 'Naked.' what i liked about it that u transferred really deep thoughts in very little and simple words...well, simplicity is a virtue in ur writings too...put up some more of ur posts...looking forward to them...:)
I liked the way you have linked nakedness to purity, innocense... Good work... Very original...
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