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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Alliteration of the sea sick sea snake
Using the softly-softly
Hissing style of the silent
Internet fanged smiling serpent
A sea sick snake hisses
Himself to his serpent lover's
House in the sea hotel of the sea
And where sea sick snakes meet
Sea deep sinful lies are told
And the hungry haggard looking
Sea snake has starved himself
To look lean and hungry and angry
And famished and in banishment
'My love'he hisses in her ear
'I must leave the leaky deep
Foamy shaky shark infested sea
Don't worry lovey-dovey and weep
And scream and hiss...I am going
To the mines and the kitchens
And the mansions to work for you'
The sea sick snake says with
All the innocence in the sea
And he swims his lying way
Out of the foamy fishy sea
And the girlie serpent smiles
Knowingly in her snaky fishy way
The tickets were pricey and
The price tag they tagged him
With the tagged venom of the mamba
The sinners were not trustful and
They didn't trust the sea snake that
Didn't trust the untrustworthy sinners
They took his shirt and his hat and his pipe
He hitched a ride on the back of the rhino
'Don't kiss me and hiss me and bite me'
'I will not hiss you and miss you
As for the other I will miss you'
They came to the mine door where
The sea snake did bite the dying rhino
'But why did you bite me? We were going
To form a formidable team at the mine'
The poor betrayed trusting dying R.said
'It is in my nature to bite and kill'
The sea sick snake said relieved to be
Rid of his wife and happy to be among
The people of the city
And he started to sell the meat to them
poem by Ngaka Motaung
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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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She Works the Night
She Works the Night
She Works the Night
Prowling as if to pounce
She sees, she blows, she'll get every ounce
Watch out brother, don't take this serpent light
She Works the Night
Everything she does is calculated and cold
How do they stay when she shows them just how bold
Watch out brother, she's a REAL serpent, better learn to fight
She Works the Night
Loves the work so much she can't get enough
She's does them, does them again, believe me she's tough
Watch out brother, this serpent has some might
She Works the Night
She's offered the chance to change her fate
She devours the man so all he can do is hate
Watch out brother, I told you she was The Serpent, now you know I'm right
Sumter In Ruins
I.
Ye batter down the lion's den,
But yet the lordly beast g'oes free;
And ye shall hear his roar again,
From mountain height, from lowland glen,
From sandy shore and reedy fen--
Where'er a band of freeborn men
Rears sacred shrines to liberty.
II.
The serpent scales the eagle's nest,
And yet the royal bird, in air,
Triumphant wins the mountain's crest,
And sworn for strife, yet takes his rest,
And plumes, to calm, his ruffled breast,
Till, like a storm-bolt from the west,
He strikes the invader in his lair.
III.
What's loss of den, or nest, or home,
If, like the lion, free to go;--
If, like the eagle, wing'd to roam,
We span the rock and breast the foam,
Still watchful for the hour of doom,
When, with the knell of thunder-boom,
We bound upon the serpent foe!
IV.
Oh! noble sons of lion heart!
Oh! gallant hearts of eagle wing!
What though your batter'd bulwarks part,
Your nest be spoiled by reptile art--
Your souls, on wings of hate, shall start
For vengeance, and with lightning-dart,
Rend the foul serpent ere he sting!
V.
Your battered den, your shattered nest,
Was but the lion's crouching-place;--
It heard his roar, and bore his crest,
His, or the eagle's place of rest;--
But not the soul in either breast!
This arms the twain, by freedom bless'd,
To save and to avenge their race!
poem by William Gilmore Simms
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The whisperer's tongue is worse than serpent's venom.
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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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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De Profundis
NOW I am cast into the serpent pit
And, catching difficult breath
From the writhing, loathsome, ceaseless stir of it,
The venomous whispers of curling, clasping Death,
I lift my soul out of the pit to Thee
And reaching with my soul to where Thou art
Look down, seeing with free heart
The beast God gave my soul for company
Lie with companions fit;
And bid, with a good will,
The serpent-fangs of ill
Take their foul fill
Of the foul fell it wore.
Though a thousand serpent heads were raised to slay,
A thousand twisting coils writhed where it lay,
There lies the beast, there let it lie for me
And agonize and rave;
For Thou has raised my soul, Thy soul, to Thee!
Thy soul, dear Lord, Thou hast been strong to save!
poem by Edith Nesbit
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Vengeance
A few are considerate and truly nice,
Who mange the world very well;
The rest do the deed of mice,
Gnaw woven thread of fabric;
They are please to see around,
Scattered rubble in utter chaos.
Though they are men and women,
Apparently the fair creature of God,
Yet I see in them obnoxious beasts,
Poisonous cobras, scorpions of hate,
Fierce wolves demanding blood,
And dwell in them the spiky hogs,
Demons and devils are their guides.
Find I a coiled serpent in the self of mine,
Spurting out poison through fiery fangs,
Satan looks at the Adam’s children,
With wicked smile of demonial triumph,
On wreaking vengeance of His Fall.
poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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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.
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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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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Fighting Death
Death follows birth; does birth follow birth?
Birth to death, journeys have ups and down.
What is the status between death and birth?
Why must you fight death if no-rebirth is bliss?
(15.03.2011)
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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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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There was an Old Man with a flute,
A serpent ran into his boot;
But he played day and night,
Till the serpent took flight,
And avoided that man with a flute.
by Edward Lear from A Book of Nonsense (1846)
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Do Not Mind
I am forgetting
eating drinking wearing.
You are giving me a serpent
When I am asking for fish
And I do not mind.
You are sending a ravenous wolves
When I am asking for sheep's clothing
And I do not mind.
You are offering poisonous venom
When I am asking for sweet fruitjuice
And I do not mind.
You are forgetting
You are with me and sharing
equally eating drinking wearing.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Madhavikutty
My story
As told by you
Delves into the infinite;
Hisses at the serpent temple
And aroma of the literary scent
Vanished into the oblivion;
In the lamp of love
Kindle some desires still
Up above the sensual feels;
Tales and poems written by you fold palms
To pay tribute to your golden hand
Yet, the pomegranate tree blooms….
(Acrostic of MADHAVIKUTTY alias Kamaladas, the late poet)
poem by Prem Nizar Hameed
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Lines on an incident observed from the deck of a steamboat on the Mississippi river
Where the dark primeval forests
Rise against the western sky
And "the Father of the Waters"
In his strength goes rushing by:
There an eagle, flying earthward
From his eyrie far above,
With a serpent of the forest
In a fierce encounter strove.
Now he gains and now he loses,
Now he frees his ruffled wings;
And now high in air he rises;
But the serpent round him clings.
In that death embrace entwining,
Now they sink and now they rise;
But the serpent wins the battle
With the monarch of the skies.
Yet his wings still struggle upward,
Though that crushing weight they bear;
But more feebly those broad pinions
Strike the waves of upper air.
Down to earth he sinks a captive
In that writhing, living chain;
Never o'er the blue horizon
Will his proud form sweep again.
Never more in lightning flashes
Will his eye of terror gleam
Round the high and rocky eyrie,
Where his lonely eaglets scream.
Oh majestic, royal eagle,
Soaring sunward from thy birth,
Thou hast lost the realm of heaven
For one moment on the earth!
poem by Anne Lynch Botta from Poems (1848)
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Love...
A word that can cut through the soul,
It pools in my hands and drips through my fingers.
Like wax down a lighted candle,
A spoken word so potent, like a serpent's venom.
Powerful and seductive coursing through the veins,
Un-noticed at first but then biting sharply.
Like an arrow shot through the heart,
Beware this word whispered through deceitful lips.
Out to destroy the dreams of peace and love,
It is deadly... Out to kill the very soul...
Spread the love...The peace will follow...
poem by Cosmic Dreamer
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The Serpent Is Rising
Written by john curulewski, chuck lofrano
Lead vocals by john curulewski
In the abyss of space
From the center of time
A superman race
Moves the serpent to climb
The journey has lasted
Seven ages or more
Life after life
Must pass through the door
The secret revealed
When you leave your cave
Is a glory of thunder
And life from the grave
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
The people have massed
In the center of town
We drink from a glass
And the world turns around
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
The serpent is rising
Uncoiling in your spine
Bringing you light
From the depths of your mind
song performed by by Styx
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