Braving atrocities of time ,
and miseries of war ..
bringing memories sublime,
and beauties to the fore....
They are the guardian,
of secrets willing to be unveiled .
Yet lying underneath them ,
waiting for the worthy eyes .
Standing tall in the blowing winds,
Calm Serene unfazed by the commotion.
Singing lullaby to the mortal world ,
Of losses and of the beautiful triumphs.