The snake slips out of its skin
but never changes
Its tongue makes me nervous
But it's harmless
Its teeth--the venom is
What you watch for
You're the snake that I fear now
My stomach pain increases
With the thought of yr love
Yr poison is yr tongue--and touch
And when I behead you
I will peel yr skin to find yr soul
And make a robe of vengence with it
A snake is a snake always. It can change the outer layer of its skin. But the venom inside will remain fatal for ever.
With such great passion, you've vividly expressed the impact of betrayal on your life. A magnificent write, LeeAnn!
Your poem deals with true emotions of a lover who betrays and keep doing again and again. The only way to get rid is to pierce through and keep safe distance. A thought provoking poem, Full *******
Believe me. I know people like this. / I will peel yr skin to find yr soul / And make a robe of vengence with it / Unfortunately in real life we seldom get the chance to do this. Great poem.
"And when I behead you I will peel yr skin to find yr soul And make a robe of vengence with it". Not a good day to be a snake! !
Powerful words and a strong will. Beautifully worded poem, Lee Ann. Tfs
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very well written about the betrayal and the revenge there after.. the snake analogy is excellent..very good write.