Just some extra flesh, on a shapely mold,
Tips either fluffy, or like a chick's beak,
Catechu color or brownish, on wheatish gold,
Defying gravity, defiantly, so to speak!
Born free, yet cupped and strapped,
Just to be held firm, to catch a glance,
Spring to freedom, when unstrapped,
What a beauty to see, as they dance!
To see is to believe, to touch is to feel,
Things so nice, are there only to ignite,
your strongest urge to touch, to nibble,
The beholder loving every peck and bite.
Born Free! ! And to agree to the Natural Rules of life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
@Edward Kofi Louis, read your poem titled 'Beautiful Sunshine'. It's a nice poem.
Natural beauty of a thing, person or place is the true beauty.
@Ivana Radan-jamnicki, Thanks for your comment. A poet's wandering thoughts, look for beauty!
Wistful and witty, Khairul! How do you manage to do that, and still not cross any limits of good taste? Wanna learn from you!
@Jesse Ellsbury, I am very pleased to see how you looked at my poem. I am truly inspired. They say, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. I say, eyes cannot ignore the beauty of things naturally beautiful, whoever is the beholder.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beauty is always can be found anywhere if you really observe the thing, it can be more profound if you carefully dig the artistry in every view...life a leaf, you can see how shape is so thinly cut, with the vein forming patterns...the colors can be different..even a stone is carved by the air sculptor...we conclude life is beautiful_Soul
Very artistic comment. Thank you, @Unwritten Soul!