He received Mona Lisa
As a gift,
And never considered
That her smile
Was worth far more
Than he could even
Imagine.
He choose
To scar her beauty;
He used a knife to tear
The smile in two.
What drove his hand
I do not know;
Was it carelessness
Or stupidity,
Or did he break her smile
With selfish conceit
Just because he could?
Now she can’t be sold;
Even a thief
Would not touch her,
Because her broken smile
Hides the beauty
She once claimed.
But when a man sees past
The broken smile
And chooses to repair
The damage done,
He will find what was hidden
By the scars:
A treasure
Beyond measure.
You are a very creepy guy. You know way too much about things you can't know.
ReplyDeleteWow, that was a low blow, Tragedy... Care to explain yourself?
ReplyDeleteNo. You wouldn't understand that I thought it was a compliment.
ReplyDeleteSorry I misunderstood what you meant by "creepy" in that context. I can see how you meant it as a compliment. Thanks! Sorry for taking it the wrong way. :-)
ReplyDeleteAnother linguistic misunderstanding. :-) My in-laws call someone who is perverted a "creep", and someone who does similar things "creepy". But "creepy" can be a good thing for a poet who is writing to communicate in different ways to different people. So thank you very much for the compliment, and sorry again that I misunderstood you.
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