Mamba Poems - Poems about Mamba

...Untitled thoughts This isn't a fairly tail ! Love story are no joke This is not a sleeping beauty kind of story Nor beauty and the beast Love tales are not as sweet as they seem But......Read the rest...

... Oily sky, weightless portals of slipstream bubbles in a fluid - superhighway of a different means. Effortless, my travel, everywhere at once, like a cat after a string. A sc......Read the rest...

...How not to steal from a mamba That came to your house To check on your children How a little snake mamba Comes in like robin hood Asking children Have you eaten anything good we can share Bism......Read the rest...

...black widow spider web slights poisonous quick kill black mamba prepares......Read the rest...

...At the crossroads The bald old man With his gray stricken beards Caressed his antiquated flute Perching on his cracked dehydrated lips With his spindly fingers As he nonchalantly reeled out his......Read the rest...

...Oh, it is like any other night Quite quietly still Neither a stir nor a quiver Neither a hush nor a shush No stars, not even the moon peeking through the dark quilt of a shadowless night. ......Read the rest...

...You're the one I remember, Whenever I am sombre: Our group's unique member Adored by a great number: Our home town's full number... You race to peaks, not clamber, Reach goals fast after slum......Read the rest...

...~ Dance the Day Away ~ Wake up to a waltz Boogie out of bed Calypso-on your clothes Drum-roll downstairs Carumba 'round the kitchen Bunny-hop to breakfast Limbo int......Read the rest...

...The tides are dark driven, The waves are not fair, Like black mamba on defensive position, Life could strike. Your hope could be an earthen vessel, Your problems.. Thor's hammer, Your life's ......Read the rest...

...HOT CHILLI. Dear Dinta, You're the very flames of hell, And I am an unworthy sinner, Your's for consumption oh chilli pepper. Your pose is like that of a beautiful snake, A deadly mamba on ......Read the rest...

...Meeting Van Gogh The wheat field is blond as a German milkmaid. Intense heat, in the shade of an olive tree I saw a grumpy Van Gogh is glaring at me for appearing in his painting. My scooter i......Read the rest...

... When the emerald eyes of Ireland were clocks ticking in the sky my brain was drowning in the sofa tras......Read the rest...

...Asked to assemble Things that resemble, Henry remembers The Racy Embers: Months of Baptismal Fires: For man waiting with criers Attitude – changing September And attitude – worsening October, ......Read the rest...

...Their youngest boy, they call him one-eye Jake He was as means as a black mamba snake Cursed like a landlocked sailor Took a job as a county jailor Made all the money a good thief can make. wr......Read the rest...

...Oh, yes. A man of means. Harsh, cold creature Punctured smile Selfish demon Dark fills his genes Oh, yes. A man of means. Tongue like an asp Punctured words Words like a bee Meaning that s......Read the rest...