Nakedness Poems - Poems about Nakedness

After you made me take off all of my clothes, and examined me from my head to my toes, I saw you ponder, and I heard you conclude, that I probably looked best ~ semi-nude. Nope! I don't think your saying this is in any way rude....

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As I was born through nakedness in my birthday suit...

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when i was little i thought love meant kindness and sharing. i thought it meant smiles and sweet words. when i got a little older i thought love meant kindness and sweet words and being naked. when i got even older i confused being naked with love. not the kind of naked where somebody...

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Down to our very core it is our most beautiful feature as the day we were born...

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Noticed the Nude lady from the rear Within the full moon Such a unique image was imprinted in my memory In my lifeless heart, it burned itself. Ancient opponent's wailing can be heard in the distance She approaches, grinning with her bare breast She is Naked flaunting her wonderful curves while being utterly bold She exudes a lot of confidence. She suggested,...

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I go to sleep in eden's garden I'm surrounded by flowers and leaves I fall asleep completely Naked, as i breathe in the fragrant flowers I rest in the tranquil garden. In my Nakedness I go to sleep where nature sleeps I sleep underneath this chilly, empty, pitch-black sky as the birds hum lullabies Similar to a chrysalis, i am enclosed....

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It is difficult to get rid of the false self A believable mask has taken years to develop Such safety precautions demand extensive disguising Dear i ask, why can't we all be living in the bare? The conditioning begins at a young age Everyone is trained to look good at every stage Shame on you if you don't protect your private...

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I - I will never accept hate speechs from fake moral hypocritical brokers A - aiming, hoping, and wishing for a Nudist country M - maybe not now, but someday it will come to pass N - never will i be ashamed of my Naked body or stop promoting Nudism U - until then i will keep, hoping and...

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Concealed beneath a fig leaf, Nakedness of more than body Nakedness of heart and soul Nakedness of darkened thought Nakedness of the sinful doubt Nakedness of screaming pain They weren’t prepared, When they bit into the fruit… For the fear that could consume They weren’t ready, When they finally knew… Evil was there where they lived Sin was a heart wrenching Penetrating dread, in the shadows Where dusk...

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THE WORLDS NAKEDNESS The bodies reeked with liquor and cigarette smoke, their arms and chest were covered in ink. There's no perfect life for me. Weapons for war, dangerous people that walk the streets, the secret of untold things could be the death of many. Walk this land of ruins where it's hard to breathe. A new...

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Enigma of nakedness Reminiscent of metaphorical how I become Changed on the cross ...

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Droplets speechlessly rolling off my cheek whenever I capture memories. In a skyclad attire, You embraced scorching from your children. From relaxing pillow to many painful edges Falls upon many, fights dispatched your beauty. Brothers and sisters knocked down flying beauties, And dimed your great light of scenery. Bravery pushed your hands and you waved flag for freedom! Smiles are putting out dimples...

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Aware of my nakedness Aware of the drives Why must I choose stories To describe my irreconcilable feelings inside Is it because of the efforts Required to discern proof Or fearing the inevitable My impermanence – the harsh reality of the truth The complexities of consciousness A conundrum for an instinctual beast that can surmise Awareness is necessary For logic and reason to thrive It is in...

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Through shoveled loam I glimpse pale light Hands dare intrude into my burial crypt Exposing the devastation of my decay Dignity of this chamber has been stripped Human eyes stare into my skeletal sockets I feel the sun's warmth, but cannot spill tears Lips, long ago stitched from laces of my soul ...

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Nakedness Our minds view the world through its nakedness, Not aided by instruments of any kind. A blank canvas of nothingness, Speckled vastly with abstract designs. Like staring into a toy kaleidoscope, Creations hidden, behind the mind’s eye that’s blind. Written © 11/13/2016 Submitted for: Naked Poetry Contest...

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