The Spider And His Web Poem by Sandhya S.N

I was walking back to web
In a charming dreamy thought;
I saw him standing beside a tree
With lovely smile which sliced my heart;

His legs are eight that's best for clack
His eyes are bright and sparkling black
No one refute his cute and smart
With gentle look with lovely heart;

I saw him bright as sun so near!
I lost my vision at that sight!
Yet I felt a doubt at mind!
Does he had a web in hand! ?

He started courtship lovingly!
With lovely gifts and rocky touch;
I too enjoyed doubtlessly!
Even in some ruthless time

Sometime, I felt it in between;
Does he had a web in hand! ?

First he started telling me;
That he felt I were an angel
Dancing in his nighttimes dreams
As one in a fairy tale

Then he adored my sexy look
Which holds him in a magnet field
He even dreamt as a jailbird
Within the field; for a while

I shall not deny at all,
That I too enjoyed for a while
His silky softy fringing talks
Even in some ruthless time

Then he admired my soft talk
And opined it, as a classic;
Which no one in the world he heard
Talked so classic, as I did


I was proud for a while
And humbly talked in classic style;
Yet I felt a doubt in hand;
Does he had a web in hand! ?

I was in a fairy tale;
Listening to his lovely talks;
When I woke I found so clear
I was caught up in his web!

He was madly happy to
Have a magnet in his web
And danced with me in pensive mood
In his pretty fairy mesh

But he forget deadly truth
That I will kill him after dance
With my lovely hairy claws
And oozes out his juicy blood

Oh dear spiders! Who are lurking with
A lovely web to catch my kind
I have a frantic warn to you, that
Beware the mates of my own kind! ! !

Sandhya