Get your Choos off and then your Prada
Now peel off a layer and then another
Unveil the diaphanous
Disrobe the all-encompassing
Unmask, uncloak
No makeup, no botox, No Photoshop, no BS

Strip the charade, cut the crap
Don’t live a lie
No pretences, no plastic
No façade, no veneer
Drop your defenses
Don’t hide behind
Show me your true colours

Be un-self conscious
Who you naturally are, your WYSIWYG self
Expose what’s underneath
Shorn of all accoutrements
Bare your soul
Your atma*, the real you
Now let me look deep inside

And get my fill

* Sanskrit for soul



  1. Whistles!!💕This is absolutely splendid writing, Kunal 😀 love the way you lead us to the gist of the poem with “Expose what’s underneath. Shorn of all accoutrements. Bare your soul. Your atma*, the real you. Now let me look deep inside and get my fill” Unforgettable write. Thank you so much for participating at Prompt Nights and for your constant love and support💕

    Lots of love,

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