Obnoxious stench oozed out in it’s crucible glass,
Deceit tried carpeting, mushrooming one’s eyes;

Lo! She – duchess of nature’s beauty,
Desire’s coquettish wood nymph, rest
On riven boughs and rivers…
Dances in thorn’s rhyme,
Elated being a mistress
Of some fellas transient fire.

Veil not from wall curtains!
Trick not the donkey’s clown!

An obnoxious stench oozed out,
Yet still you claim to aim screening the oozing flames.