monalisa
dr arun kumar shastri – ek abodh balak – arun atript
Here is a poem titled “Mona Lisa”:
In the Louvre’s hallowed halls, she smiles so wide,
A masterpiece of art, a mystery inside.
Her eyes, like secrets, whisper truths untold,
A tale of joy and sorrow, forever to hold.
Her lips, a subtle curve, a hint of glee,
A smile that beckons, yet secrets keeps from me.
Leonardo’s brushstrokes brought her to life,
A work of art, a beauty, beyond all strife.
In her gaze, a story unfolds,
Of love, of loss, of moments told.
Her eyes, like windows, to the soul reveal,
A depth of emotion, that words cannot conceal.
Her smile, a whispered promise, of secrets shared,
A bond between us, that’s forever spared.
Mona Lisa, a name that’s synonymous with art,
A beauty that transcends, the heart.
In her enigmatic smile, I find my peace,
A sense of calm, my worries release.
Mona Lisa, a treasure, forever in my sight,
A beauty that inspires, through day and night.
