Mona Poems - Poems about Mona

Someone stole my face and hung it in a bright room— called it self-portrait....

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And The Mona Lisa is tired - her canvas cracked from stares A billion eyes dissect but no-one repairs Her smile is a lie Just a facade created to survive They worship the fallacy but the woman's been lost. Forgotten in history her own identity to her remains a mystery She had a voice once, a name, a life- Now, she's only a...

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If there is an intriguing smile! Why unravel a mystery that can disfigure pure beauty?...

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Mona Lisa Love is black, so was she. I have regrets at not asking, but it was never gonna be. If we dared to love, we would have broken apart, The truest form of feeling good. Memories I hold. I paint their picture like a masterpiece. It’s starting to look old. People come and people go. It’s the stories they tell you...

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Her story she wished to repaint With each step, she refined a stroke Striving to create a perfect picture An abstract, where every feeling is captured. In her old portrait Black was dominant and vibrant Seeping into every corner of her canvas Even surpassing the edges. The paintings of her soul She sought to redo Crafting a masterpiece With an entirely...

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BLACK MONA LISA Art renaissance, a masterpiece did appear, A captivating portrait, both bold and sincere. Splintering ebony grace, a figure so rare, The Black Mona Lisa, with brown eyes and flair. Her visage, a canvas of shadows silent night, A drapery of contrast, a mesmerizing sight. Her ebony skin, like a moonlit night's kiss, Radiates elegance, impossible to dismiss. Her brown eyes...

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She is another man's property...

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A smile, so deep like midnight sleep There's secret hidden in her peep A painted face of mystery Crafted in guise of mastery Even the ancients did not know The meaning in her mystic glow Her amber spark, like deep sea gold Harbors a depth that was untold There's something in her dark-brown hair That casts...

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fainting painting 11/7/23...

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I want to paint a Mona Lisa But I know it will look like a piece of pizza!...

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If she does not look pretty you can forget your pay Leonardo watched the patron keenly that day She had better not look corpulent, make her look thin. da Vinci knew now what a pickle he was in....

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Wherever he looks her gaze follows his every step...

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Who steampunked up the Mona Lisa? I did not know but I thought Michelangelo would have laughed. One of those big open-mouthed gaping teeth laughs Where milk comes shooting out of your nose. That’s how it struck me. Of course, I have never been fond of her. She is too stuck up for me....

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Moaning Mona Oh! Oh! Oh no, moaning & complaining; her draping archaic. Drop a little off the shoulder, Mona, baby. Show a bit of cleavage. Best to smile and wink, to stay abreast with modern society. Mona, don’t grow cold. Keep your clothes on. Save the nudes for someone else. You’re only good when you follow us- your dark eyes kept safe behind glass. Don’t be mad, Mona, your just a common figure in history, a class act, not suited to get between satin sheets. Your...

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Eight men One objective Countouts holds the combat In penalty for 2 minutes Disqualification holds the Combatants for 4 minutes ( they gotta get it in) Mid way through four men Will team for one score That team to them divide ( they say it's the same song Just the harmony is different) Two teams no DQ Two teams no countout Team Challenge Last two men Winner takes all Bankday Brawl Trophy Series Tally...

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