Mona Lisa Poem by Naveed Khalid

The canvas goes blank by more looks to the sun,
and Da Vinci's Mona Lisa, a perfect match;
her exuberant smile; her stealing looks
through many a moon by night,
are so bewitching in colour, word and line,
that no mirror is enough for such a scholarly work,
which by the artist with all his genius
fades away in the public eye,
a paint'd picture of a vanished sight;
a wrinkled lip from valleys wild
towards where her cold kiss hath dried
a false summer of the evening sky;
but O! for one look at morn I behold, I behold!


(C)Naveed Khalid

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Date Created: Sunday, May 19,2013 3: 16: 46 PM


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