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The Uncovered

THE UNCOVERED .... Blunders draped in bundles of clandestine regalia Passing each aurora, simmers obnoxious guilty flames Seized are its weapons Silenced is its voice Water-tight , to the exterior, Access denied.... Conscience asphyxiated Stupor it lay , simmering flame deep inside...... The glittery outside Embezzlement fills treasures Tactfully guzzles glorious peace Marbles conceal the blood Glitter tantalizing the inner peace Constellation of cromulent folk! Tantamount to a golden knife Sagacious choices crushed, pulverised under heels Brushes of pseudo smiles paint the phoney pictures! Remorse has gone to retreat Armageddon struck... Raging guilt, rising conscience War they wage as they dare a battle Before they fall and fade Muster all might, they burn Cellars melt to molten Huge uproar and war cry Burning splinters! Cinders remain ....., as unmasked truth! © Anulaxmi Nayak, 2015

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Ian Jones

Date: 8/15/2015 9:07:00 AM

I like this Anu. It suggests to me a rebellion against the Emperors New Clothes. Clinically presented ideas of truth but false images all the same and in the end the cinders reveal the actual truth but too late to do any good. Truth seers are left in the cold as lonely voices. Hope I haven't got t wrong. Kind regards, Ian

Anu Nayak
Date: 8/16/2015 4:25:00 AM

So sweet of you Ian:-) thank you:-).........love, ANU:-)

Ian Jones
Date: 8/15/2015 1:18:00 PM

Any time Anu, Hugz Ian

Anu Nayak
Date: 8/15/2015 1:13:00 PM

Dear Ian, thank you so much for throwing light on Emperor's new clothes...lol...a gullible he was wasn't he? Well......truth but false images....true to my poem too... Thanks again happy weekend love, Anu:-)

Ian Jones
Date: 8/15/2015 9:28:00 AM

Quick eperors new clothes. Tailors convinced him to pay a fortune for the latest invisible cloth. They made an imaginary suit of clothes from it but because they were considered the height of cool anybody who couldn't see the clothes was branded as stupid. The emperor paraded publicly until a young boy shouted He's naked and the cat was out of the bag. Reality

Anu Nayak
Date: 8/15/2015 9:15:00 AM

Dear Ian, first let me thank you for stopping to read my poem:-) I am unaware of Emperor's new clothes....but you have understood the message too well whatever I wanted to convey...how guilt and our conscience keeper(inner voice) finally succeed in sabotage for all the good! Love, Anu:-)