Cobra Poems - Poems about Cobra

KING COBRA

Confronted eye to eye
Deep in the jungle
A Bite
Predator venom attack
Accelerating poison
Effect thereafter
Slowly shortness of breath
The thought how much time left
Body rhythms started to erupt
Suddenly black out
King Cobra took charge
Control and Large
Death was slowly sinking in
Medical Staff response arrived
Luckily in time
The venom was quickly extracted
Victim survived the ordeal
Could have been worse
The venom could have been with

what if a cobra came out of my toilet

What if a cobra came out of my toilet and bit my butt?
What if the plunger did not kill it and it also bit both legs?
What if I stomped on it and it bit my legs off to the knees?

What if a mouse sneaked in, and the cobra went after it?
What if I had to

what if a cobra swishes out of a sink

I have a large print Webster’s dictionary on my desk.
I flip through it and write down words that interest me.
Then I decide what kind of poem I am in the mood to write.
If I want an alliterative poem I choose lots of words in the same section.
dictionary, dictated, diaphragm, diagnosis, diabolical

If I feel like an

The Cobra and the Mangoose

Shh…..! 
Don’t scare them away!
Let us watch this macabre dance
and enjoy the art in rivalry!

A battle between
two champions.
both in the arena,
armed with nothing 
but
teeth and fangs,
stationed immobile 
face to face,
eyes emitting sparks of ire.

A cobra
with spectacled hood wide 
hissing and shrieking, 
spitting fire and fume
and a mongoose 
with bushy tail up.

Who would win
this murderous combat?

If you decide to get a cobra

If you decide to get a cobra
Better make it one who is black said Mrs. Minty.
We have a pet cobra that is white
She is prolific, her babies number twenty

I was horrified, for snakes are not my favorite things
I cannot imagine choosing to be with them.
And yet here was Mrs. Minty, whose praises many sing.
Who thinks

In the Jungle With Some Reptiles

When he sees 
That cameleon stops 
to change colour, 
tell him to check it proper 
may be his sight 
is not right. 

When she sees a cobra
Tell her to make hot porridge
In the calabash and 
carry it on her head 
She will walk in the jungle 
Like an African Queen. 

July 03/2023

Free Gang Education

One thing I know about Gangs: 
They have their own cobra's fangs;
Those who've got maturity,
Still threats to security:
Their leaders Good - Bad feeders, 
Very few poor mind readers...

Another thing about Gangs 
Their angry fists on doors: Bangs!
Every one of them Raw Tout
From a once nice voice Rash shout 

Gangs have their own officer
His looks always

Abracadabra

Sandra said “Abracadabra”
To up conjure candelabra,
Calling self Unrepentant Fox!”
Her mind “Dark mystery and Black Box.

She knew the Business of Magic,
Statement quarreling with logic;
You remain noisy: keep talking,
You don’t stand still: keep walking;
Sounds much like a monkey’s chatter
Which to one shall solve the matter
Your task: to keep charming The Eye
With any Well-Prepared True Lie…

A woman parading

My Thoughts About Cobra Woman

Cobra woman had a unworldly glow
There was something purple about it
She shown in the dark like a psychedelic popsicle
We gave her and her pet a wide berth
choosing to sit anywhere but their corner of the jungle

Cobra woman had a reputation for transmogrifying her enemies
I did not want to be her friend, but ….
I did not

The Cobra

-I just wanted a friend
-One without ulterior motives
-Know what I mean? 
-They never ACTUALLY listen to what im saying.
-They just nod, and smile, they agree at all the right parts..
-But, the whole time they’re just counting up their brownie points to get into my pants.
-Like “eventually I’ll give in.”
-Ill have moment of weakness, or a

The Cobra

Slippery
Cold
Carries dark spots and patches
Wet looking
Rope-like
Crawling
Shooting up
Hissing
A raising up of a floppy triangular head
A flinging out of a string-like tongue
A poisonous bite
A careless death
All these contribute to the fright of a cobra
Even though it obeys and dances
With the Indian flute
Even though with poisonous teeth extracted
A first impression and knowledge 
Is always important and unforgettable

Face To Face With Hangmen

First, a phone that insistently rang,
Soon, a voice that croakily sang,
Then, a door that did as insistently bang
And a steely chain that knew how to clang…

Next, a calmly approaching unsmiling gang,
Face to face with him, they should hang
And relaxed the bastard watch against the pangs
From their boa-constrictor-mimicking ropes with cobra’s fangs…

And it was to be

Cobra

a hooded snake looks me eye to eye,
death just two feet away,
he sways his head with a warning hiss,
“keep still or you have had your stay!”
he coils his body with a slither,
God had made him that way!
in a conflict of souls he will win,
I should stay still if I am to see another day!
he edges

Cobra

''Such-like a cobra, thy strike need to be achieved, prior to --it is perceived.''

Cobra Kite

A 
kite
cobra
hisses 
on high 
sky.
To flight or to fight
-In such height -
The gusty wind, the hot daylight,
Snake charmer below, quite right,
Birds that fly mimicking with delight
Or to freely, with arms open, try,
While flirting rosy clouds, to fly
-In blue sky-
And gleefully cry
With no sigh 
Are
What he can try.
He does fly 
Terribly
High,
So  
He chooses to fly
-In

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