I saw a venomous snake with a black skin
Was it a Krait or naja don't know
Bite me on my leg ,I was laughing and examining the snake
But i only knew that this DREAM was a significant one
Showing me ,headed towards new beginnings and a beautiful but important transformation
I decoded this information
I am a caterpillar, being on the verge to be a bright butterfly
Widening wings, Ready to take the flight and fly high...
Categories:
naja, change, dream,
Form: Free verse
Do not weep do not mourn
Do not move like a pawn
Back into his tight grasp
For that mans like an asp
Cleopatra is gone thanks
To his venomous pranks
Oh the fatal bite
Delivered so trite
Vipera aspis, get lost
You too, Naja Haja, tossed
Like a common adder
Becoming cannon fodder
Vipera berus berus
All green eyed, jealous
Follows the woman around
Copulation one bound
To lose in mating season
The dance of the adders, reason
No rear up, push his head under
Else, white flag it, blunder
Categories:
naja, allusion,
Form: Dramatic Verse
It in now dark.
Talking of exposed genitalia
I go into a terrible shock.
A compulsive deceit
takes hold of the attention.
The candle burns me inside.
Between eyes
a *chakra uncoils, like a Naja.
Strikes ! You are stricken-
with a bulbar palsy.
No haemorrhage. A purple venom
spreads in the whole nativism.
Voices move in half-lit corridor.
The doors do not lead to rooms.
All exits disappear.
A chandelier crashes. You
are awakened from a deep slumber.
A poem is born.
*In Indian thought a chakra is the center of spiritual power in the
human body. They are seven in numbers.
Satish Verma
Categories:
naja, art,
Form: ABC
Come Naja, come :
from the scented tree
and spread out your hood.
I will pull you down on my lips
One day.
Classical ****, Neanderthal.
In your stark nakedness I wanted an asylum.
A place guiltless, hands blackened, moony face,
Nothing to hide, except the fame
Of a fear.
Can I breathe in a cosmos ? with integrity ?
The interviews are corrupt, the dales stun,
The peace perverted, destroying the white birds.
O browning sun !
Wait till the moon rises.
The daily war is very raw
You burn your fingers
for purity.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
naja, art, integrity,
Form: ABC
Come Naja, come :
from the scented tree
and spread out your hood.
I will pull you down on my lips
One day.
Classical ****, Neanderthal.
In your stark nakedness I wanted an asylum.
A place guiltless, hands blackened, moony face,
Nothing to hide, except the fame
Of a fear.
Can I breathe in a cosmos ? with integrity ?
The interviews are corrupt, the dales stun,
The peace perverted, destroying the white birds.
O browning sun !
Wait till the moon rises.
The daily war is very raw
You burn your fingers
for purity.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
naja, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?