HER SMILE (Mona lisa)
Her beauty not Japanese
Or German
Not either English
Nor Irish
Her beauty not consumed in bollywood
Or either tabbed in hollywood
The beauty pure hidden in her soul
Not words what could bear
Nor either color can paint
But only I can say
OH her smile's talk
Took my heart
Eyes twisted
Dark of night
To dawn of mona lisa.
poem by Sallam Yassin
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