The Snake Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

The Snake



When I saw it at midnight
Near the gate,
A poisonous snake was it
So rapid and fast,
Slippery and sliding,
Looking like a banded krait.
Striped and black,
Hair stood on
To see the reptile
Blackly and gliding
And coiling beneath
Making the night ferocious
And fearsome
And I overcautious in stepping
Fearing to move
On the grassy patch
To come out of the house.

A deadly and venomous snake was it
Trying to hide or escape,
Slipping, trailing
And gliding,
Shining and glowing
With the bands,
Stripes
Or of the rope design
Blackly and striped,
Vehemently frightening
To come it by chance,
An experience so horrible
That it appearing in the images
To turn the night into a nightmare.

Tuesday, August 15, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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