First published in The Quiet Letter, July 2018


has no concept
No definition
My poems have been devoid of emotions
utterly stripped of verses and syllables
with words stripped of its frame
and body
nothing seems to hold on
and stay glued to it
the body is bare
ready to mocked and scraped
and devoured by the
unscrupulous mind
with their turbid thoughts
As the night is patched by the
one eye of the
dark and sullen moon
I stare in the nights
my eyes are devoid of the light
gazing from the emptiness to nothing
they have lost the definition of hope
like the feeling of satiation
in the sunken folds of stomach
Of a hungry child
Like the palms of my granny
whose lines have been scraped clean
by the merciless
whiplash of time
I stand here with the
barren mind
devoid of thoughts
searching fervently
waiting for the new thought
to take birth
while my soul stands here
starting at the abyss
with it’s


Photo by Casper Nichols on Unsplash

36 thoughts on “Nakedness

  1. I like the thought of not only emptying our minds but the nakedness of the soul. it’s a two way thing perhaps, receive and give, a naked soul has released so much to the universe. a very thought provoking poem Megha dear.

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  2. Woke up this fine morning and read your poem. I’m in awe. Beautifully penned down 👏
    I’ve begun writing again recently. It’ll be helpful if you could check out my latest post and let me know how it turned out 🙂 just looking for some feedback

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  3. Inspiration is fickle as are the processes of turning inspiration into usable thoughts. Really like how you’ve depicted this struggle we all face sometimes.

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