Poetry & Art

Elusive illusionary words

fills the left pocket of

his right brain.

A foolish man looses his gains

and prays for rain on his grains.

He remains oppressed, so

depressed he only drinks poetry

and art as his liquor.

Unknown to all he drinks

only to draw from

real-life experiences to make

Mono Lisa the fake art.

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