The whisperer's tongue is worse than serpent's venom.
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The Beast in Humans
It hisses inside like a serpent
spitting its venom of hate,
giving birth to vengeance
spattered by blood and death.
The serpent of hate, the
birth and rebirth of vengeance,
gives no room for peace,
no room for forgiveness.
And the kingdom of the beast
is recoiled by the serpent
that hisses without rest.
And the venom spreads darkness.
poem by Elizabeth Padillo Olesen
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Afterimages
A whisperer with its begging bowl
wants a moon in alms.
A candle burns in panic.
The serpent was sitting in a prayer.
The golden teeth will find the apples
leafless, pleading for a fall.
Stoking the fire, you step on a ghost.
It was a fake, I scream.
Do not tamper the ruins of the tower.
They are going to find the death masks.
poem by Satish Verma
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Own filthy smell is pretty.
Your sweats, saliva and urine
Aren’t offensive to you
Venom is not poison to the serpent
04.12.2002
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Dance of Venom Right in front My Eyes
Venom
Cold and merciless
Better than venom
Sweet and intoxicate
At least my heart won't be broken
Still longing
The love of venom
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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A Stinging From A Venomous Tongue
What's been done...
Will always come back to be,
Left for another...
To be delivered,
And...received.
With a stinging from a venomous tongue.
And a stunning meaning to leave stung.
What's been done...
Will always come back to be,
Left for another...
To be delivered,
And...received.
With a stinging from a venomous tongue.
And a stunning meaning to leave stung.
And,
Deserved...
When,
Someone gets to receive...
A stunning meaning to leave stung.
From,
A stinging from a venomous tongue.
A stinging from a venomous tongue.
And,
Deserved...
When someone gets to receive,
A...
Stunning meaning to leave stung.
From...
Someone with a venomous tongue.
And a stinging of it meant to be done.
It's...
Deserved!
When someone gets to receive,
A...
Stunning meaning to leave stung.
From...
Someone with a venomous tongue.
And a stinging of it meant to be done.
A stinging of it meant to be done.
It's...
Deserved!
When someone gets to receive,
A stinging from a venomous tongue.
And a stinging of it meant to be done.
From someone with a venomous tongue.
It is deserved...
When someone gets to receive,
A...
Stinging from a venomous tongue.
With a venom spewed from someone.
It is deserved...
When someone gets to receive,
A...
Stinging from a venomous tongue.
With a venom spewed from someone.
It is deserved...
When someone gets to receive,
A...
Stinging from a venomous tongue.
With a venom spewed from someone.
It is deserved...
When someone gets to receive,
A...
Stinging from a venomous tongue.
With a venom spewed from someone.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Snake Bite
Snake bite
Venom strikes
Into your bloodstream it goes
To kill you slow
Oh so slow
Watch the venom as it flows
Your blood it pulses
Your body convulses
Onto the floor you'll be
Deader than dead
Venom as thick as lead
Anger in the snake's head
A poison quick
The killer kiss
Snake venom is the way to
Death's Slow Bliss
poem by Janelle Morehart
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Is it worth it?
The serpent slithered silently
across the silken counterpane
His victim slumbered peacefully
the serpent struck but struck in vain.
She did not sleep for she was dead
The serpent’s sting superfluous
Her stainless soul already fled
To regions much more glorious.
The crime he thought he could conceal.
Would backfire in her husbands face.
The Post mortem would soon reveal
of serpents venom not a trace.
But would expose how she had died
The test for toxins positive
No matter how her husband lied
all his attempts were negative.
He was found guilty by his peers
The sentence was he should be hung.
All his bravado disappears.
He should have held his lying tongue.
He should have called the doctor in.
Said he suspected suicide
considered then a mortal sin.
And hoped he would be satisfied.
Instead he tried to set the scene
To lay the blame upon a snake.
but there was no snake to be seen.
This proved to be his big mistake.
The snake should have been on display
As evidence to back his claim
Its absence gave his scheme away
and thus it was he lost the game.
Be sure your sins will come to light
no matter how you plot and plan.
It seems that fate takes great delight
in pointing out a guilty man..
There is a moral to this tale
I hope it is not lost on you
attempts to shift the blame will fail.
Because fate will make sure they do.
29-May-08
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Waiting Game
On a golden autumn day returning
Where each moment never is the same
Sometimes pure joy it comes with patience
When Im waiting on, waiting game
When Im waiting on, waiting game
There must be reason for all this inaction
Does it mean that everything must change
Sometimes Im looking for perfection
When Im waiting on, waiting game
When Im waiting on, waiting game
I am the observer who is observing
I am the brother of this snake
I am the serpent filled with venom
A God of love and a God of hate
There is a presence deep within you
Sometimes they call it higher flame
And the leaves come tumbling down, remember
Ill be waiting on, waiting game
Ill be waiting on, waiting game
I am the observer who is observing
I am the brother of this snake
I am the serpent filled with venom
A God of love and a God of hate
There is a presence deep within you
Some people call it higher power in flame
When the leaves come tumbling down, remember
Ill be waiting on, waiting game
Ill be waiting on, waiting game.....
song performed by by Van Morrison
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1 million years BC (lyrics)
They're calling me,
the creatures of the nigh,
Beautiful music,
Animal instincts survived,
the serpent tongue,
so ancient before the dawn of time,
Spread throughout the ages,
On the blood of mankind.
I've seen it all.
From grace man falls,
Babylon, curse of all creation,
Winged serpent of the pit,
Monstrosity.
Ten thousand centuries ago,
Cast down from heaven,
To pillage below,
The serpents eye,
Still watching for it's easy prey,
Feed upon the hopeless, the weak and afraid.
I've seen it all.
From grace men fall,
Babylon, curse of all creation.
Winged serpent of the pit,
Monstrosity.
1 million yeasr bc x3
poem by Satan's Sibling
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Modern Love XXVI: Love Ere He Bleeds
Love ere he bleeds, an eagle in high skies,
Has earth beneath his wings: from reddened eve
He views the rosy dawn. In vain they weave
The fatal web below while far he flies.
But when the arrow strikes him, there's a change.
He moves but in the track of his spent pain,
Whose red drops are the links of a harsh chain,
Binding him to the ground, with narrow range.
A subtle serpent then has Love become.
I had the eagle in my bosom erst:
Henceforward with the serpent I am cursed.
I can interpret where the mouth is dumb.
Speak, and I see the side-lie of a truth.
Perchance my heart may pardon you this deed:
But be no coward:--you that made Love bleed,
You must bear all the venom of his tooth!
poem by George Meredith
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Poison Was The Cure
I miss the warm embrace I felt
First time you touched me
Secure and safe in open arms
I should have known youd crush me
A snake you were when we met
I loved you anyway
Pulling out your poisoned fangs
The venom never goes away
Serpent swims free in my blood
Dragons sleeping in my veins
Jacky| speaking with tongue
Roach egg laying in my brain
Once stalked beneath your shadow
Sleepwalking to the gallows
Im the sun that beats your brow in
Til I finally threw the towel
Never knowing if Id wake up in a
Whirlpool got redundant
My brain was just some driftwood
In a cesspool I became dead
]from a rock star to a desk fool
Was my destiny someone said
Loves a tidepool
Taste the waters lifes abundant
Taste me
song performed by by Megadeth
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It Is Poetic And Prophetic
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'I see the holes in shoes.'
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'Those shoes have not been used.
Since many are afraid of walking.
But talk about nonsense,
They choose to do.'
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
And...
It could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'Lips flap flip flop so much.'
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'Flipping lips lick ears to touch,
With venom spiced and nothing nice to say...
Yet quick to pick from empty pockets.'
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
'Woe goes the mogul to spend from thieving.
Wishing to steal more.
To take and not to give.
Or...
Sympathize with those begging.'
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
'I see the holes in shoes.'
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
It is poetic and prophetic,
With some tongue in cheek stuff.
And...
This could be interpreted,
As comments from a cynic.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Slow-Poisoning
Slow-poisoning
That's what he
Did to me…
Now, my mind
Is so full of
Venom -
For him,
That if he
Ever comes
Close, he'll
Only get -
Stings from me.
(Theme: Venom)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Inject The Venom
No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead
No mercy for the bad if they need it
No mercy from me
Tell no truth and tell no lies
Cross your heart and hope to die
Never give what you cant take back
Scratch like a cat
Inject your venom
Itll be your last attack
No mercy for the bad if they want it
No mercy for the bad if they plead
No mercy for the bad if they need it
V-e-n-o-m
Got no heart, no - feel no pain
Take your soul and - leave a stain
Come choose your victim
Take him by surprise
Go in hard and get him
Right between the eyes and -
Chorus:
Inject the venom
Inject the venom
Inject the venom
Inject it all
(stick it in, stick it)
Chorus
song performed by by AC-DC
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The Scorpion
My life, is everything, that feeds my thirst - like other's sin
My wants, are all I care, no shame or guilt - there's nothing there
Look deep into my face, I sell disease, without a trace
Fear not, but I can do, unless you, want it done to you
As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting
I will tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything
Then I treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in
You pretend you didn't know, that I am a scorpion
My self, and sentiment, there's nothing else, there's never been
My dream, to be left alone, where does sadness - the madness I'm on my own
Look deep, into my soul, its black as coal - like a bullet hole
Fear not, get off your knees, there's no defense - you'll do what I please
As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting
I will tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything
Then I treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in
You pretend you didn't know, that I am a scorpion
As I climb onto your back, I will promise not to sting
I will tell you what you want to hear and not mean anything
I will treat you like a dog, as I shoot my venom in
Cuz you knew all along, I am a scorpion
My lies, to rest assure, I agonize - at nothing more
My hopes, to steal away, all that you love - I'll soon betray
Look deep, into my past, the pain I deal - is unsurpassed
I'm not, a lowly scorpion, I'm so much worse - I'm the fall of man
song performed by by Megadeth
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Envy
The slow turn
the burn
on my memory
the devil
faced me
his forked tongue
flicking venom
and thunder
for me daring
to write poetry.
poem by Vince Gullaci
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Venom In A Kiss *recommended
It creeps up
Silently, stealthily
Hissing the warning
But I pay no heed
Blinded by the sheer strength
The power
The brute beauty
Of the serpent
The venomous master
The warning goes unnoticed
Naïve and blinded
I invite it in
The serpent
Now victorious
With one final kiss
Seals my fate
The serpent
Now mocking me
As I fall
Into the arms of death
That I brought upon myself
poem by Ridah Ellahi
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The Successful
I am a member of success,
You are also in my address-
The very resident I know
Over rest, the one to bow.
It is bowling that is problem,
Not real sport, but venom.
I need a vampire to show me
What venom is and to be.
It is bowling and all,
Fruit of a tall ball.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Unless a serpent devour a serpent it will not become a dragon. Unless one power absorb another, it will not become great.