In the kitchen I stood
It was in the hood
With the burning hob, may be,
I interrupted it's sleep
It guided itself down
With two bodily segments
One big, one small
Quilted with layer of cuticle
It's digited eight legs
Took a full curl
And made it almost a roundel
It had a brown colour
Like that of a barley pearl
It was arachnid and beautiful
And hung itself with an invisible sling
I could see it's anger while dangling
With jaws pointing at me
Ready to sting
I became afraid of
It's awful frigate
I assembled my strength
And smashed it hard
It fell on the ground
With death all-around........
I thought myself guilty
With a sigh of sorrow
It would have been offensive
But soon found my answer
That nature allowed me
To be self-defensive!
(12/18/2008)
You describe beautifully with sharp observer's eye the small event as you do when sew a wound, it would be scarless later. Yes self-defense is legal in all laws, you're not sinful.
My son, 'the act of self defence'is allowed in every religion. People are killing the HUMANITY in this century behaving like beasts.You are too sensitive, have a tender heart., I am sure you were making tea, this was a difficult moment for you to kill it, .I can only pray to GOD, 'May HE protect you from the brutelness of this world.' Nicely expressed the whole incident......mom.
simple linesbut with an meaningful objective, kudos sameer, thanks tara
Awesome poem. It had me at the edge on my seat wondering what you were going to do in the end. :)
looks like the fright of the mightier wins...lovely narrated...a subject everybody can relate to....10
OMG, you killed the spider... poor thing! ...10 Best wishes, Sabrina.
Hmm interesting concept indeed. The imagery your words have painted shows one who has a fear of spiders and without warning encounters one. Of course, it is huge (to the eye of the beholder) , and with its fangs flashing, it sends out a message that you are next. Without any more thought, you take action, and put an end to the hairy eight legged beast. This is well expressive and has a reasonably good flow in it. The rhythmn and rhyme though do not continue through the whole poem, but with a bit of a tweak I am sure you will be able to enhance it to even higher heights. Thanks for sharing, and many blessings to you
The itsy bitsy spider had a different outcome in this one. LOL! Poor thing should have never tried your patience!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful verses, usually we kill insects but dont think these are living creatures........You are too sensitive....amazingly have written your feelings of killing an insect...may be a spider. Am i right? You made a point anyway!