Snake Hole Poem by Jayachandran Chakrapany

Snake Hole

Rating: 4.8


As a gamble loser,
Disordered heart, beats now.
Skin, I feel now tortured and appear,
As a snake biting blue.
Oh, I forgot the nature's law
'' Putting our hands into a snake hole'',
Death is almost sure.
Love, sometimes really
is a venomous snake hole.

Saturday, June 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 28 January 2015

Good imagination in the poem and likes it.

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Chinedu Dike 15 September 2014

Love, sometimes really is venomous snake hole. A true wise saying. A lovely poem with food for Thought. Thanks for sharing and keep it up.

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