An Anonymous Art Poem by anurag chaudhary

A little while ago, in the coverts of hounds
An anonymous art has been found
Scholars from over the globe are coming to claim
To put it in the books by their name

It has some ancient form making the allegers skeptic
The form is just too cryptic
The madmen are already unraveling the vault
Putting their lives at halt

The press has covered the news well
Spicing it up enough to sell
Uncovering every single veil
Someone is even going to put it on the reel




Dubbed as the greatest act of artistry
They are planning to put it in history
The moneymakers are staid to procure it and then vend
An auction table has been set up near their mighty tents

A little ape is probing for its plank,
One it sculpted feeling pity on its form, so blank
Petite tears would fall out of its bulking eyes in moments to come
Well that’s the marvel of the mysterious gem to sum!