Wooing The Sun, poetry written by Mona Lisa at Spillwords.com

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Wooing The Sun

written by: Mona Lisa

She is not sure yet,
If she is a poet or a magician,
if she writes her own verses,
or words roam her pages by her witchcraft.

She is for sure a smile dealer,
Ice breaker,
next door.

People say
She is a hope tourist,
Travels faraway lands,
Just to buy hope in bulk.

Often she visits old age homes,
No one knows what she does there,
The abandoned seniors smile more easily.

She has an affinity for snakes,
Green is her favorite color.
she classifies everything
either fascinating,
or boring
or a waste of time.

She is growing her thick hair long,
Colored it blue
So one day, the sun mistakes it for another sky
and stays glued.

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Mona Lisa

Mona Lisa is an IT Consultant by day and a poet by night. A bilingual poet, she finds her expressions both in English and Odia. Storymirror has honored her as “Literary Colonel” for promoting literature. Her literary works are featured in prestigious international journals like “The Year of the Poet VI” by Inner Child Press International (USA), Galaktika Poetike “ATUNIS”, "Different truths” and “Muse India”. Her Odia poetry book “Anjulae Smruti (A handful of memory)" has received many beautiful reviews from contemporary poets and huge appreciation from the readers.
Mona Lisa loves travelling. As ardent lover of nature and mountains, she feels mountains always call her. Her goal is to befriend the Himalayan mountain ranges and talk to the moon some day.