The Spider Poem by Subrata Ray

The Spider



The Spider.

The spider builds cobweb,
It spreads as rippling waves,
It weaves and breaks.

The spider creates a trap,
And watches as a poacher,
The spider is a silent butcher.

The spider installs www.net,
The spider runs from parental bed,
From time-immemorial spiders parade!

Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: society
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Subrata Ray

Subrata Ray

Formerly East Pahistan
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