O Snake Charmer, Open The Snare

By Neelu   

Having been curled, blue poison sparkling inside the basket
Twisting its hood, the venomous cobra is flickering forked tongue with a lightening speed.
A hissing sound is being heard
It is known, some people woke up now
Such as the numerous waves of the sleepless world.
From generation to generation non-matching reckoning is the fire of wrath.
A huge coral wall suddenly raised its in mournings and grief
And invisible like reddish lava bursts out of the freezing volcanoes
The gaze flickers like the tip of an arrow
Although the great harp isn't played now
In slit thirst, I touch the lid of the basket
The blazing sun burns ceaselessly inside outside
In secret, swinging a bag of poison
The shells have changed to get a new one
With careful senses step by step.
The dense woods has lifted the hood
O snake charmer, open the snare! ?

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