My Mona Lisa

Half-asleep with a body so light,
With aches and pains , somewhat alive-
And my imagination stretched to a limit
Somewhere, down the line;
The moon of a  day
I cannot see,
Or lapping of a sea
I cannot hear,
Yet I can , surely a Mona Lisa etch,
Upon thousand doodles of  an  invisible sketch;
Hung in my heart, half-asleep as I lay,
Lopsided albeit , holding it dear-
A half-smile , verily I treasure…

4 thoughts on “My Mona Lisa

  1. lokesh roy Post author

    To Mr Louis Kasatkin,
    Thanks a lot Sir ! for your kind appreciation. It is always a treat & adds the much-needed boost. with warmest regards. LOKESH

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