MONA LISA SMILES...

"It's the rain of the hour,
The kind of irony from the heavenly downpour-
For sure the nature speaks to us,
We are all missing Mona Lisa, alas!
She shared every birth prang,
And could almost feel the pain-
Today, when she is no more,
Look at her grass in the rain.
Every baby at the incubator cried her mom,
Even in her pregnancy she worked tandem.
Her eyes could wet on every hue and joy,
When it was her turn, her life became troy.
Christ will shelter her soul and seed,
His majesty will take care of her goodwill deed."
The rain has stopped, and the life resumed sunny styles-
Inside her wooden roof, Mona Lisa still smiles.


Mona Lisa Smiles is an eulogy. If someone reads it repeatedly it echoes somewhere around choosing your life and surely knocks the reader's heart. The poem chooses the unusual topic of condolence atmosphere on account of the untimely demise of Sister Mona Lisa working in some maternity ward, while giving birth to her untimely baby.

The poem magnifies the truth that human life is precious and important during its existence and that we should understand it rather than repent or appraise formally after it comes to an end. Death is the hardcore universal truth and the climax of life. Despite of this we all act in our own qualities and ways without much thinking of it. So the message of the poem is that even though our responsibilities will be transferred to somebody else after our death, but what we are doing while our existence will actually be counted and remembered forever. So a person will be known immortal for his or her acts and if we keep this in mind before anything we do we may stop doing wrong things or harm to others.

There are two major metaphors used in the above context of the poem. The first one opens the very much mood of the poem, the rain which are like the tears from the nature and even amidst its pain it is giving birth to the grass which will take place of its previous one in the uprooted soil of Mona Lisa's burial. Then the last line ends symbolically with Mona Lisa's smile inside her coffin box as if she has complete satisfaction of what she did in her life.