Rajesh Thankappan

(Guwahati)

The King Cobra


The king cobra stood
With an open hood
Half a meter apart
On my wild lonely path
Like a big question mark.

He posed a dangerous threat
To my unstained blood
As his venomous fangs
Could unleash great harm.

I felt the snake threaten
My earthly existence
With his blood -curdling hiss
That my ears shall never miss.

The snake then slithered into a bush
Rooted on the ground I stood
A close brush with death
Now queries my life and its quests.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Edited: Thursday, February 13, 2014
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (2/12/2014 10:10:00 PM)

    Very Beautiful poem with indepth meaning....
    King Cobra can be taken as the thoughts or the fear which one feels, or when one have a close encounter with death.
    A close brush with death
    Now queries my life and my quest.....Thanks for this wonderful write. Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

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