When one stripes the stony rocks,
Beauty is unveiled through the cracks,
How soft is the stone hidden in frocks!
I see beauty in the feminine packs.
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O the cracks through which beauty appears. I'm swooning neath the stars. My comment is 400 yrears old. I have a time machine. I remember your goatee.
Great use of metaphor to explain the exquisite beauty of nature. Thanks a lot for sharing.
Akhtar, such an splendid poem.........................10+++++++++++++++
A wonderful poem that captures the beauty and wonders of nature. Great imagery. Well crafted write.10]