Best Disrobe Poems
As this week closes into hours of pewter night
may the moonlight touch your lips while
I sleep in the arms of dreams unrefined.
Though I may not be with you
on misty evenings caved by my pride,
but think of me as I send you this
whispering sigh
of an embrace feathered by the sky...
I humble myself in your presence not,
but,
wait for me to disrobe this façade,
while you can, then…
Remember days like other days
when the roof of blank shades begin
to unwrap this cloistered body
hidden in a pile of sawdust
still reeling like a glistened dragonfly.
The light bulbs of time's avenues are streaked
with marquees of a name
where the lattice of my wishes
climb into a garden of your moistened eyes so green.
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Categories:
disrobe, how i feel, time,
Form:
Light Verse
Do you ever write….just to write
Just to let your heart explode
Into a kaleidoscope of word colors
Embellishing the page of someone's life?
Does everything have to be a contest?
Guided by a theme
You forget the dream
Of your own magnificent thoughts?
Do you ever write…just to write
To release that fantasy
That prowls around in that gilded cage
Not sage
Not tamed
But that wildness that you keep
hidden inside
oh so unbridled
savage!!
Let it go free
unleash it for me
Write!
Write and break the bars of norms and forms
Of expected rules and lines
Rhymes and syllable straight jacket crimes
Oh…do you ever write
to let that madness free?
Do you ever write…just so you can breathe
To let go of pain so deep
the scream that tears across the page
Primal rage
At all who did you wrong
Killed and butchered your song
Eating you alive
Demon cries
clothed in sheep words by others
Not you
Let it be heard
That rebel yell
From internal hell
"cleanse me!"
Let your tears drop on the page
spent of rage
Knowing I will feel
empathy symphony of kindred souls
Write
For YOU
Write
For ME
Write
For what will be
No contest consternation
Just…
an disrobing of "spirit's clad in veils"
a naked camaraderie
we are both the same
What a shame
To twist and turn
And dress to please
Someone whose
taste may be stale
Who knows not how to tease
PLEASE
Just
Write
For you
Write
For me
And that contest
for NOW
Just
LET IT BE!
I want to see
Your naked soul!
Eileen Manassian
The quotation is from Christopher Cranch's poem, Gnosis...I will share an
excerpt of this amazing poem...
Gnosis
THOUGHT is deeper than all speech,
Feeling deeper than all thought:
Souls to souls never can teach
What unto themselves was taught.
We are spirits clad in veils;
Man by man was never seen;
All our deep communing fails
To remove the shadowy screen.
Heart to heart was never known;
Mind with mind did never meet;
We are columns left alone
Of a temple once complete.
Like the stars that gem the sky,
Far apart though seeming near,
In our light we scattered lie;
All is thus but starlight here.
Christopher Cranch
So...let's disrobe and undress...without rules...Let's confess. Let our light
shine...not scattered but whole...body and soul.
Categories:
disrobe, community, poetry, words,
Form:
Free verse
One night while I was sleeping
The bed began to shake
I knew right then without a doubt
That I was wide awake
Here they come once again
To take me for a ride
I saw their flying saucer
It was much too late to hide
So I put on my old blue jeans
And headed for the door
When I saw this giant beam of light
That sucked me off the floor
I knew exactly what they wanted
And no they didn't use a probe
They didn't suck my brains out
Or even ask me to disrobe
They were looking for a hillbilly
To teach them a thing or two
Like how to skin a possum
And how to make rattlesnake stew
Them aliens were some friendly folk
They said they liked the way I talked
They told me that was the reason
That I was the one they stalked
They asked me about beef jerky
And how to tan a hide
I showed them my old coon dog
As they watched me beam with pride
They said they really liked my truck
And wanted to take it for a spin
So I stuck that thing in four-wheel drive
And you should have seen them grin
When the night was finally over
I thought I heard them say
We'll be coming back real soon
As I watched them fly away
I only had one problem
As I sat there on the ground
Them aliens done up and stole
My very best blue tick hound
Categories:
disrobe, funnyme, night, old, blue,
Form:
Rhyme
Created to belong to the one soul
For whom my heart would beat
Rhythmic beats of thirsting desires
I have,
Since times immemorial
Enjoyed this state of being
A slave to Love!
Why, loving requires patience,
Submission, abandoning my throne
And even accepting to disrobe my soul
Among gaping crowds,
Made of souls who understand not
That I am the whirlpool, raging forth
And Love, remains
The river bed, calm and soothing
To allow me to simply keep on being!
Why, being the slave of love
Allows me to imbibe in gloomy souls
The musical tunes of love, tuned correctly
Of course, meaning solely
To give their hearts wings
As to wish to experience its magic too!
Pray, being the slave of love
Requires of me to be virtuous
Made of morals, of principles, of tears,
Of blood, of forgiveness, of acceptance,
Of blinded will, why, of passion,
So deep and so fragile, that it can be
Mistaken to be a natural calamity at times
And a fragranced flower at others!
Of love have I made my master,
As such was willed to me by the skies
I have accepted it and am ready to die for it
If need be,
Though the lover in me yearns to be held in
Between warm palms and to be asked
Of why is it that I still hold on
Even if doing so implies swimming against the current!
A slave of love am I
Enjoying it as long as I have enough strength to
Dancing on its tunes
Meditating on its peace
Writing of its hidden meanings
Waiting for it, waiting
As the drowning do,
For a hand to pull them up!
For Contest Slave to Love
Written on 3rd July 2019
Categories:
disrobe, crush, cry, longing, love,
Form:
Free verse
This Valentine, my love, will be divine
I’ll whisk you off to every place and clime
In room enclosed, we’ll travel round the globe
Enchantment waits for us as we disrobe
You'll lay me down on sandy island shore
“Pretend” our game, adventure calls for more
With sweetness on your lips, mine own you'll kiss
A taste that rivals chocolate from the Swiss
I'll whisper tales of wild Arabian Nights
And plop into your mouth Turkish Delights
I'll play the part of harem girl, then maid
Then Warrior Princess come your heart to raid
I’ll shower you with kisses, sweet and wet
And make you lose your clothes on poker bet
Those Vegas lights will twinkle in my eyes
Then off to masquerade in a disguise
Our bodies fuse on our gondola dream
We skinny dip into Venetian stream
The scented candles dim and light peeks in
Your glow, my love, your scent is on my skin
The world is you; you are my every place
There is no beauty finer than your face
This very room where you've made love to me
Is paradise and where I long to be
January 22, 2015
For Mystic Rose's Valentine Contest
Categories:
disrobe, valentines day,
Form:
Iambic Pentameter
In the early morning light…
You stand before me, and slowly disrobe, as you have so many times
before.
Then …for a moment… as you have so many times before…you stare at
me, not seaming to see me at all, as you wipe the sweat from my face
with the palm of your hand.
Then…for the first time, as if looking for some lost truth you hope to find
buried in the depth of me, behind the silver mask I wear, you stare at me
in a way you never have before…Long and hard, until…tears begin to roll
down your cheek, when…for the first time… you see yourself, as you truly
are, through my complete indifference.
Written: August 23, 2014
Categories:
disrobe, introspection,
Form:
Personification
You are my soul's hinterland Huntress
methodical in seduction
beautiful in bashful entrapment,
capturing this man's mania for erotic offering
leading me into open fields of forbidden fantasy,
Disrobe my desire, denude my fire
that spires hot for you,
you are my naked rose
the tempt in my nose,
study me into your curious and craving eyes
steady my focus for inescapable caress,
take notes of my heart
make love to my every part,
You are my love Muse
the woman I choose
the pulse I use
a breath and skin
I savor to bemuse,
no other woman
shall shade and confuse
our loving views,
this face is yours
my tongue adores your shores
my Quill explores all your doors,
grab me needily
where the throb for your grip is thickest,
spread petals silken pinkest
lay wide your pleasure purest -
J.A.B.
Categories:
disrobe, beauty, desire, love, lust,
Form:
Romanticism
A small speck of pureness
drips upon my smouldering heat
a white towel drops
and euphoric moans erupt
I'm a steamy mess
encircling every inch
of your elegance
release upon me
as I delve into
your delicate pores
close your eyes and breathe me in
I'm your refreshing relaxant
expelling stress
I caress and address
your pressing needs
one more sip
and I'll hold you in my path
discovered in stones
where worries disrobe
Categories:
disrobe, desire, stress,
Form:
Personification
As growing season halts at summer's end
Green leaves begin to starve for chlorophyll
Sun rays cook nutrients now trapped within
The leaves change colors with the frosty chill
Emblazoned mountains burn with Autumn's fire
Bright flame like red and orange yellow leaves
A russet carpet is the grounds attire
More beautiful than any could conceive
And yet we never cease to be amazed
The coat of many colors nature wears
Each fall we watch the smokeless leafy blaze
"Til winter winds disrobe and trees stand bare
Igniting our illusions with a view
Those Autumn fires in trees of russet hues
October 21 2016
Categories:
disrobe, appreciation, autumn, beauty,
Form:
Sonnet
I live on a plane
higher than your perceptions
you can't define me
my heart is my home
those who are sincere enter
not all are welcome
I hurt and I bleed
yet I'm indomitable
you can't destroy me
veiled in mystery
secure from all prying eyes
I disrobe for love
Eileen Manassian
Categories:
disrobe, how i feel, introspection,
Form:
Senryu
I’ll make myself the fabric of your dream
I’ll lead you to drink from fantasy’s stream
When you are hopeless, in desperate need
I’ll fill your mouth with sweetness and cream
I’ll mold myself to desire at night
My body is yours to bring you delight
When you’ve had your fill and you long to sleep
I’ll be your pillow till the morning light
I know your every hidden desire
I’ll ignite them into consuming f're
When your body demands my surrender
I’ll yield, for in pleasing, I never t’re
I am your destiny, your longed for prize
I pitch my tent in the warmth of your eyes
When you need to touch something that’s divine
I disrobe…down falls this human disguise
I’ll be the fruition of every whim
I’ll rival the moon when your life grows dim
When you are blazing in passion’s fire
I’ll be the ocean which lures you to swim
I'll make my fingers drip with honey sweet
I’ll offer my body, a luscious treat
I promise you’ll never beg me for more
I’m the fantasy that makes you complete
June 29, 2013
For Shadow's Fantasy Contest
Categories:
disrobe, fantasy,
Form:
Rubaiyat
O how I pine your lips to feel again
To sip the honeyed fountain of your youth
And let your milk wash me afresh like rain
Cuddling to its breast the wet blistered root
I want to disrobe you like night the moon
And let the drums of our drunken hearts moan
In silk sheets of wind, my desires are swoon
In the lap of memory: All I own -
My fingers lingering at the curves, keep
Deep tumults of joy, O moon, come again
The rod is green, and too erect to sleep
In this slow rise and fall of pant and pain -
I remember too, a brown, dusky light
I before you burnished ... my tropic night.
Categories:
disrobe, love, romance
Form:
Sonnet
Toroidal heart and bliss bubbles bursting
in thousands noiselessly at head ovoid,
ushers rapture for which we were thirsting,
being by ego no longer decoyed.
As a sublime fragrance suffuses form,
we are both in this world and in heaven,
enveloped by a magnetic bliss storm,
soma nectar drips through chakras seven.
When jarring life notes deflect attention,
bliss remains but its attributes dilute,
prompting us to restore meditation,
that our soul presence within may reboot.
Deepen oh hermit, deepen each bliss strobe ~
Layer by layer, ignorance disrobe
07-November-2022
Categories:
disrobe, heart, joy, silence, spiritual,
Form:
Sonnet
if i could hold you in
my arms
stroke your hair
feel your hand against
the back of my neck
strip you bare
disrobe
stroke your breasts
play with your back
just tickles with my fingers
just feathered strokes
while you lie naked in anticipation
and our shadows
on the wall
mimic us
use my lips
against your skin
bury them into yours
like silk on satin
move my tongue
down your spine
to reach that split
i love to lick
lock in a passionate kiss
lasts for days
so in love
the touch of you
the look of you
so in love
and our shadows
on the wall
now merge
two images
now one
against the wall
satin on silk
oiled skin
flesh on flesh
we slide
our bodies touch
two people in love
twisting in and out
our hides
our soft
i penetrate
you gasp
i lose myself
in the unconscious
feeling of love
lasts a minute
lasts a day
lasts a week
still locked
in the beat
in the movement
in the rhythm
of love
of sex
of lust
of a simple kiss
of the pounding of hips on hips
and you never end
and i never stop
and one shadow
dances the seven veils
paradise is you
your eyes of blue
so in love
touch every part of you
with every part of me
and a month passes
and the shadows
disappear into the wall
we in a pool
the water soothes
naked we undulate
everyone looking
at us two
they smile
begin to touch too
we spread it
through the pool
our love
and still it is just you
our shadows flicker
in the candle lit room
a passionate kiss
a gentle touch
a hard penetrating thrust
and thrust
and thrust again
hard
light
it never ends
this love
it never ends
you and me
it never ends
us
and i gasp
and we start again
and our shadows blush
and our shadows watch
as i consume
your juice
as you swallow
me too
and we move
suspended in mid air
we move
our move of sex
lust
i love you
now
forever more
it's us.
Categories:
disrobe, love, sensual, sexy, smile,
Form:
Free verse
Near the lobby in the great room
we first make our rendezvous.
A breathy trip up to my stateroom
and I am at last alone with you.
I sense your fragrant muskiness
as I tease off your tenuous cover
and reveal the lustrous duskiness
of your dark body to your lover.
As your wrap falls to the floor
and in all your glory you disrobe
the hungry demon waits no more
and I encup your tempting globe.
I cannot think what may transpire...
Shall I regret today's caprice?
But I cannot vanquish my desire
and sweet passion will not cease.
Deferred until tomorrow all guilt trips
and now, oh chocolate truffle... to my lips!
February 10, 2013
Inspired by Jon Cavanaugh's "Ode to Chocolate".
Categories:
disrobe, food, humorous, passion,
Form:
Sonnet