Writing poetic confessions is akin to visiting a Nudist state
Well, the concept sounds good, but all this exhibitionism --
The Naked performing unsteady cartwheels, their dangly bits --
Makes it seem like a bad idea.
Taking a break in the pleasant air
Look at how happy they are,
Dancing in a circle and jerking up and down, like children,
Praising one another for being authentic and emotional.
Allowing the clean aroma strike your nostrils
And you say to yourself, "damn, all this Nudity is attractive,"
While also recalling the how much fun you could have heard
If only you became a Nudist earlier.
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,
"Let's play the Naked Romeo and Juliet"
Under this lovely moonlight
We must emphasise our contrasts if we are to make progress.
Let's reclaim this night back from the animals, liberated and Naked
We will not bend or break because i am a kid of the moon,
And you are a child of the never-ending night,
And we shall remove their hatred by shaving it away.
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.
In the position of a foetus, cradled like a baby
Within this lovely, secure garden
My only source of illumination is the serene lunar surface
In this garden of eden, i have a peaceful Naked night's sleep.
Stunning Naked slumber
I spread my brand-new, vibrant wings
When i wake up to discover that i am reborn every day as a butterfly
My home is the garden of eden.
My refuge for all time
I feel the flowers and leaves cushioning me as i sleep Nude
While i am in my wonderful Naked haven, i eat in the garden of eden.
My sanctuary of Naked slumber.
I'm the Naked poet.
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 fighting the Nude fight
D - days are coming when Nudism will be a standard way of life for the world
I - interacting in tongues of poetry
S - someday i shall get to see a Nudist only nation
M - my poems shall sing in your heart when that day comes
Fly little seagull, fly with your oily wings
Or have some tasty dead oily fish
It will slip down the throat with ease
We humans call it a Gulf oil spill dish
We humans all love to go to the beach
Lay there all oiled up and tan
Why cannot the birds and fish
The Gulf oil will help it really can
The governments allow us to chop the trees
Destroying the rain forests with axes
Why not a little oil spill
They’ll cover it by raising taxes
So don’t pay any attention to the Gulf
And the life destroyed by the oil spill
Just lay back relax and enjoy
We’ll mop it up later just chill
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