Cobra Poems - Poems about 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...

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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...

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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...

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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?...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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-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...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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

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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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