(the write ups of destiny)
(inspirations)
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The Mona Lisa
The Mona Lisa flashes her eyes.
In an instant, a person is immersed
into a mystified state of mind,
running questions like
what does she feel like?
inside her skin
and where is the source
of that dark grin.
In a flash of an eye,
the background is in colors
mixing and blending
like peacock feathers,
hardly distinguishable
except for the fact that
they've become shades,
hues interlapping one another.
In a flash of an eye,
who could tell
the storm and the sky
the trench and the beach
the sound and the sigh
hold and reach
depression and high
black and white
vision and sight
pain and delight
wrong or right
from her eyes?
