Wang Qian

Rookie - 217 Points (1989.1.6 / Xi'an)

Half-Naked - Poem by Wang Qian

Wearing a glove,
Cause the other of the pair is lost,
So you are naked,
in one hand.

Write one article,
Pat one child,
Cook one gorgeous dinner.

Keeping the trousers,
But nothing on the chest.
Cause the weather makes you tempered,

Unseen on the legs,
Seen through on the hearts,
Half-seen over the skins.

What do you want to hide?
Then it could be hidden.

Bearing the innocence, half of it.
Suffering from righteousness, half of it.
Trusting the truth, half of it.

We are divided into halves.
Then half-naked would be an exquisite decoration,
Like a half-bloomed dead flower.

Comments about Half-Naked by Wang Qian

  • Gold Star - 68,164 Points Fabrizio Frosini (1/6/2015 8:59:00 AM)

    We are divided into halves.
    Then half-naked would be an exquisite decoration,
    Like a half-bloomed dead flower.

    what a witty and clever finale.. and 'a half-bloomed dead flower' is a great imagery to give us lyrical emotions..

    Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 8,689 Points Herbert Guitang (4/28/2014 9:32:00 PM)

    a very deep message from within. VERY NICE (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 19,005 Points Amitava Sur (3/5/2014 8:39:00 AM)

    A thoughtful penning describing half hearted approach and half hearted mind (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 17,115 Points Bri Edwards (7/11/2013 9:44:00 PM)

    wang qian, i don't understand Unseen............................hidden. what comes BEFORE those lines i do understand....i think! how could i not understand it? unless it means something i would never suspect. i said to another poet earlier today that i do not try to cleverly hide meanings in my writings. and...maybe i am just not clever enough to to it. what comes AFTER those lines i am unsure of at best.
    the line: ....Trusting the truth, half of it...... reminds me of the saying don't believe everything you hear/read.
    but if i believed things were the truth, i would trust all of those things.
    thanks for sharing, even though i don't understand it all. bri (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Gordon Tseng (11/14/2011 11:21:00 PM)


    No more tasks with that mask.
    They just want the original self back
    To row a boat with the music flow
    And hip-hop into nowhere to go.

    Above the rocks, behind the woods,
    They just fly as far as the mind could
    To sing in the wind, dance on the green,
    Make the self pure and the soul clean.

    by Gordon Tseng (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,776 Points Naida Nepascua Supnet (9/10/2011 7:34:00 AM)


  • Rookie Anshul Gupta (8/30/2011 7:25:00 PM)

    That's human truth well portrayed in this poem. We tend to live half heartedly all our lives. Thankfully poems like these open our eyes to reality... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 133 Points Allemagne Roßmann (8/26/2011 11:01:00 AM)

    But still nakedness is matter full or half...good poetry here... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 10, 2010

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