O Serpent Poem by Prof Niamat Ali Murtazai

Please take your fang out of my heart
I am dissolved, my soul's root is cut
Existence has become meaningless
Straws are broken of my hut.

You have filled poison in my being
Congealed blood cannot reach its goal
The decay is, no doubt, worth seeing
Only you have played your role.

O Serpent, let me breathe a while
To touch the ashes of my desire
That's my efforts high pile
Except misery, nothing I could hire.

Oh! you have wrapped round my body
Like chains round a delicate wrist
All my struggle is but shoddy
Jaw has been broken by Fate's fist.

O Serpent! I am dead, soul soars
Hold the flesh as long as you wish
Death hovers on life, on death life hovers
Ocean becomes each tiny fish