Covert Poems - Poems about Covert

Covering the flaws and imperfections, They're the heart’s intentions, Outside are prying eyes, Around are curious looks. Twilight sees those recalcitrant flaws, Daylight hides them behind masks and shades, Glamorous faces await the camera lens, Perfect looks grace the cover pages. It’s bedtime, Behind closed doors in a tranquil clime, The mirror shows the real self, An apparent self has walked through the daylight’s arena. In the...

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Faint flame emergent from neurotransmitters. The brain, a torch arranging patterns of awareness, patterns of recall, encounters, adventures, and ordeals. Covert consciousness realized in coma patients, detected in vegetative invalids by the analyzers of EEGs, the probers of the mind. Bedridden with no signs of life, These sufferers were long thought braindead. The only question; when to withdraw life support. But our deepest...

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Covert Operation What do you know about operation 333? An assault operation to take control The most successful one in the history Triple three brought red storm and destruction This conflict left blood stains,wounds and dead bodies. Note.Greed for power is the cause of violence......

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Once a milky winged stallion, I mistook you for an angel. I believed your majestic prowess. Like Zeus, I too hitched my chariot. Once the sparkling points of night, I mistook you for sky magic. I believed immortal your cosmos, your dazzling namesake array. Then your avatar sold oil. I watched your B movie at fumy gas pumps. I witnessed the curse of your...

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Spy game continues Disguise deceit cheat Expose leak tweet Do did done Under the sheet. Note. Everyone deserves defense....

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Eyes think they see me. They see nothing. No one. Some think they do. I smirk at their ridiculousness. I am invisible. Ears think they hear me. They do, but they do not get it. My meaning is known only to me Because what I really mean is held silent. I cover up the real words, Not trusting them. I am covert. Hand reaches out to...

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Just suppose – a hierarchy rules this shadowland Pulls the strings of governments, not walking hand in hand Amend our constitutions, to suit their future plans Throw Christians to the lions, as Lucifer demands Just suppose – this world monarchy ruled for several thousand years Their power borne from knowledge they didn’t choose to share Self interest their core strength, taken...

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Tribal beings we fight fierce wars death to all adversaries then appears a microbe a virus to happily kill us all humanity bands together we fight back with screams and shouts how dare you kill us only we can do that...

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We run wild with our exuberance Embracing all the exciting things coming our way. Sailing through like there’s no bank to our excitement. Enjoying the never-ending twilight of our lives. Love is just a game in our stage And no one is to blame for our play. They love with no caution and get broken. Like a routine they fail to...

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GPS and I have a covert relationship. She is my operative, I am her mission. She seeks to get me places I am supposed to be, and she often does a great job. At these times I am her minion, happily following her, but forgetting to praise her. Other times the mission should have been aborted in the...

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Haters are fans in disguise And what takes up alot of there time Is talkin about people That are not there equal & For that to be so They'd have to learn how to climb What really upsets me Is not what they say It's just the fact that most of It is based  on envy Your own progression Leads them to question There personal value And all...

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Brexit Sonnet No.12 ‘The Man in Covert coat’ What words used he, the Man in Covert coat, Did he dare to speak of a second coming? Of a Nation’s choice, a chance for second vote, Or is it simply part of plan most cunning? So ‘May be just’ I heard him say out loud, May be there, but ‘Just’, I thinketh...

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Covert Opportunities The Council covered the bridge in diagonal meshing not be trashed Too many souls had digressed from the path into now hidden depth No more signs ‘No diving of the flyover into...

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You nailed the thinnest vein in heart You already knew stillness of blood in it...

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Your mental window’s fashioned from Panes of glinting bright stained glass, And through them streaming sun rays come. Your mind conducts its private Mass. Soft hymns and Sacramental rite, Holy water at the secret fount. Communion hidden out of sight. Inside your heart, an Olive Mount....

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