Judge Me And Remove Intellect Poem by PRIYANKA BHANDARKAR

Like clatter and clumsy, the ugly hole
God the maker, the same to him
the contempt to stop it, only the Snake
the undignified going away; overcome me.
to sort of horror on protest
looked around like a God.
put him head into the hole;
like his back was turned.
The honor and self-respect; a spiritual crisis
lord of wings, vulgar but wait- -
greater the ride more applicable in 'pettiness'.
I am in exile', The last two liner.
of a remembered instinct
It is 'My Snake to prudence.