Naked Poem by Ramendra Kumar

Naked



Last night
Searching for a file
I clicked on a folder,
And
Your lovely face
Filled up the screen.

I thought
I had sent
Every image,
Every memory,
Of yours
To the recycle bin.

As you looked
At me
Your eyes,
Unleashed
A montage
Of moods,
And moments.

Ripping open
My fading scars,
Leaving me naked
To every assault,
Of
Your memories.

Sunday, January 6, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: moods
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