The Lame Gypsy Snake Charmer Poem by nimal dunuhinga
The Lame Gypsy Snake Charmer
In a hot sunny day at a market place
He bends and shakes his weak leg
While blowing the horny pipe.
Then the snake aims at his knee
And it transforms into a dance for the onlookers.
He never seen an egg since his childhood
But he hides an egg everyday for his bread-winner.
Though it's venomous they live together in harmony
And their living seems to be an exemplary for those who grin angrily at each other for nothing.
Another moving word portrait. Full of pathos. You write with a compassionate pen. Always your friend, Sandra
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5/4/2024 3:50:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An accomplished portrait of a curious couple, tinged with humor and irony. I particularly enjoyed the lines: 'Though it's venomous they live together in harmony And their living seems to be an exemplary for those who grin angrily at each other for nothing. ' Your snake charmer certainly has a flower in his heart as well as a sting in his tale. A quirky little poem. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥