A Snake In My Field Poem by Priyanshu Jain

I saw a snake in my field.
I didn't know what the trip was to yield.
It was thin and slender & the colour was green.
It wandered the land and looked real mean.

I thought it was angry, ready to bite.
Unconcerned about me, just to fulfil his diet.
It looked at me, with its green eyes.
To bite me, it could give several tries.

Instead with his body, lean and slender.
Through leaves of the plant so tender.
It went away, crawling on the ground.
Hoping that he would never be found.

Sliding over the stem, leaves and root.
Searching for a prey, not for a fruit.
Losing all hope, in a feeling of despair.
It drifted on the ground, towards his lair.

In a few moments, vanished from my sight.
It moved so swiftly as if to catch his flight.
Searching for food, his efforts went in vain.
But I was happy, I didn't feel the pain.