Saturday, March 29, 2014

Mona Lisa

The utter silence of her smile
The subtleness in her eyes
Says it all, but softness

By lame silence and subtle weakness
Quietly peeking through ones eyes,
Through the observer,
She proclaims a place in ones heart

Seeking from one corner of emotion to next
She steals every breath out of him
Building a kingdom from it, she claims the heart for her own

She smiles; she knows about you!
She is kind. She is Godly
Yet, her smile stings you in the face, with ambiguity

As though by heavenly gift,
In one way or another
She becomes a part of you

Knowingly or Unknowingly
She loves you

Suddenly, as though by will, or, by force
She holds you and drags you by your heart
Is she deceiving you!?

Touching the soft spots in every corner of your heart
She sits calmly before you, in comfort
With glare in her eyes

Now that she owns you
Boldly, she stares at you

By delusion or illusion 
Or by love or lust
Like she has just poisoned you

At a place that is perfect.
She takes a moment
And reflects upon you 
the most ambiguous smile
Of all. . .







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