EUNUCHS IN THE PALACE

The palace is a great place to be but not all people in the palace are of royal blood Some are security,some are maids and others slaves etc It does not matter where you are coming from.

Okay outside but smiling depression
Lustrous out world but debris within

The smile is just a cover of the false face
The heart lives miles away from the soul

They walk on Gold and eats rich tea
Under good roof of security all round

The palace is their home
Yes,the palace of gold and silver
Yet who are they?
Can all those in the palace be kings?

No,of course there are eunuchs,slaves,guards etc

The outside man is one
But within are many
Good and bad blended

Envy not the outside man.
It only decieveth

Author's Note

What do you think of my little work

Reviews

[emmajoy]

An interesting concept of how the outside standing of someone seems to show a full identity. But that's unreal, merely facade: clothes, work, voice, speech and other such things are only features, not the entire human being. The Palace is merely a space; the person or people are only objects filling it.. no more, no less. Perhaps? That's how i interpret your poem.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Mmm very interesting yes I can see the masks of the so called happy ones in the palace I’m not envious to live there or be a princess give me my simple life well done I say I liked this

[CLR9]

very good stuff. thank you for sharing

[Mr 2five]

Nice build up with teachings,motivation,awareness etc

[Mr 2five]

Thanks for the .....
#Inspirer