MANNEQUIN

For the beauty gazers, she is exquisitely beautiful,

For her lotus skin and kiss worthy look.

Enamours she all with her intoxicating beauty,

Any one feels beaten with her enticing vanity.

 

Bathes her heart with selfish vitriol,

Never she thinks for other.

Talks never with smiles gargling

Greets never anyone eyes awaking

 

A rock indeed makes noises, but this belle,

Deals always her boasts to interested almost free,

Her adamant shell is her only mansion.

A golden garland is her lovely possession.

 

A mannequin with the silence of a corpse

Beautiful to behold, suitable not for love