Snake Pit
by Muralidharan Mudaliar
A snake pit
In bits and pieces
And phases and leases
You
Reveal its hem and hilt
Its frills and fancies
Soft folds and ( dark) peaks
Its wet crevices
Its secret passages
And honeyed recesses
Later late and wise
Deep deep down
Among shriveled folds
I realize
I am stuck
To wallow in this muck
Of creeping alleyways
And sapless recesses
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About Muralidharan Mudaliar
Biography
in every way, in every deed, at every time... some words, rise and describe.. something, deep and clear.. sometimes, i follow, sometimes i linger.. sometimes i write.. and what is lost i do not mourn, what i have i do cherish.. and some i do want to share
