Undercover : Covert Consciousness | Poem

In the corridors of the mind I play a covert game,
The spy within me whispers thoughts by name.
In shadows unseen I seek for thoughts undercover,
By clandestine dance, I find a mind to discover.

Unwelcome thoughts,
Intruders to the quiet.
They stealthily weave,
Within the labyrinth of whispers,
Trying to deceive.

In the recesses they hide,
Undercover agents inside.
A mental espionage of a battle untold,
Within the secret chambers of thoughts unfold.

Amid the covert chaos there’s a truth to find,
This self-aware spy in the theatre of the mind.
I must unravel the secrets,
Breakdwon the ruse,
And see what consciousness strews.

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