The image of Mona Lisa inside the canvas shines beyond the paint
Her nonverbal emotion gracefully appeared on her face
Her lips to her deep intellectual viewers seemed to lurk
What most would call a smirk
Sitting in a well classy, elegant poise shows the confidence that glows within and shines out
She causes no surprise with peaceful gaze in her eyes
Her delicate tone soothes the imagery within the frame
All around the world her title that says her name remains
She is a classic work of art from an artistic perspective
Mona Lisa captivating image apparently seems quite subjective
Her image is a treasure its highly valuable behind protected glass
The comments of spectators as they bypass the creation of beauty will never depreciate
Her presence behind a canvas well always radiate
She is that
"Beauty that Shines"
tiffanyr
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The Immortal Wize says: Nice! |
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wesnesby says: beautiful, lol you might be describing yourself though. What a precious piece. Much respect much respect |
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LP45 says: Great work tiffanyr. I've never read of a work of art be described so eloquently by another work of art. This was definitely an enjoyable read. Thank you for sharing, keep writing and welcome to the vibe. |
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tiffanyr says: Thanks Wize Dom. |
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tiffanyr says: Wesnesby lol I might be never know didn't think I was describing myself until now. |
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tiffanyr says: Thanks Ladypoet45. I love your comment never had anybody say to me they never read a work of art be described so eloquently by another work of art. Your welcome I will keep writing. |
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love_supreme says: I like this poem. |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY tiffanyr
"My Mind was my Own Cult"Being fooled by Satan's lies by his own devise his own charm My mind is like branches trying to stay strong ,but break like the vines and fall to the ground on solid concrete with no one around My Mind is my own cult where I stay hidden from the world and lose myself in darkness like an cave with an unknown location in an mysterious mystery like an novel where I only know the plot  |
"Silence in Four Corners "Inside of my own oasis I float in my own silence, in my own cloud of happiness In my own paradise Being in silence is like walking on my own walking trail full of tranquility Full of hope and enthusiasm without distractions from the outside world "Silence in Four Corners" can be the novel of my life in patience and virtue |
"Brick"My mental health feels like a brick built on weak foundation on the sand of my own drowning sea replaying the waves moving back and forth towards the shore Overthinking got me feeling sea sick in my own mental boat Let me paddle back to my ring around the circle Now I'm dizzy from handling too much control like I own the wheel going on the go |
"Cloudy Eyes"I can't see God my eyes are so hazy, like high beam lights blinding me into worldly misery I'm touching an concrete wall with no markings trying to find the light out of this hidden tunnel with an unknown name I see shadows that are making me confused on which way I should go "Where are you, Lord?"Bring your halo so I can see your glow "Cloudy Eyes" are what I have because of lust and deceit. The world let me fall within its nets and trap me in its snare Let me hear your words in my ears so you can command me to be strong in your mercy |
"Spray Away"Spray away the generational curses placed within my family Spray away the hate I had within myself with regrets Spray away the defeat that the prison of negativity taught me in the cells of them white walls where I kept my depression in Spray away the fear that kept me in an cage Spray away the fear that kept me in it's place Spray away the haters in the church and out It's Jesus even when I messed up in sin he rescued me and had me floating on the cloud of his memory |
"Blossom into A Flower"God is shedding my old flower petals that were damaged from emotional trauma from the prison of my own decaying flower field in the middle of toxic oilfields of road to nowhere on the ground of new beginnings on a chapter of new horizons Expanding into my new identity in a new group of flowers who stretches their new leaves like me |
"Distraction vs Divinity "Distractions are the illusions of my fantasy in my once happy galaxy Distractions should have been my middle name like a suitcase, I grabbed it by the handle and made it my baggage full of worry, envy, and self-doubt Men were my distraction, good and bad, my bad habit, my addiction I need some divinity, healing, hope, a sound mind God give me mercy, time to unwind |
"Sensual not Sexual"Objectifying the viewpoint of the creation of God image was men's lust to drive up their powers within their egos We are viewed as pawns trophy's for just the eyes of temptation of dopamine for entertainment purposes only We are eye candy an object to toss in the sea of fantasy world Let's stand up prove a point, show we are more than our bodies, more than society standards We are mothers, sisters, friends and mature Remember we can be " Sensual not Sexual ", intellectual and mature |
"Negativity is my Cancer""Negative is my Cancer " Feeling pains in my body in an unexpected way Life is flashing before my eyes in a sudden way What are these symptoms? Oh, it's negativity coming close once again I won't let it defeat me I will win I will rise and be my own sunshine in my own flight I will take these tests and ace them I will beat the odds |
"Pen And An Notepad"With my pen and an Notepad I vision myself on a mic with an stand I want to be on stage with an band spitting verses free form from the top of my head Brainstorming is my specialty having that pen in my hand is extraordinary to my imagination |