Mona Lisa
The Face of Sorrow
Mona Lisa,
What sorrow lies behind your face?
What have you seen
That made you fall away from grace?
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Oh, your faint smile
Reflects a joy that has gone cold
It speaks of death
That reigns and breathes within your soul
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Even the land
Shrouded in darkness behind you
Sheds greater light,
Even when the sun hides from view
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Your dark brown eyes,
When have they danced in the spring light?
Did the black veil
Devastate any sign of life?
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Mona Lisa,
Only you and your maker know
Of the fierce pain
That eats your joy past tomorrow
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I don’t know you
And yet it feels as if I do
I’ve seen that look
On many other faces too
About the Creator
Levi Dickson
Primarily a songwriter, but no stranger to poetry.
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