The Serpent Life

The Serpent Life

A Poem by tekphobik
"

Does the snake regret the blessing in the fall from grace?

"
She wraps herself around you, there's no way to escape
The sensation of her scales cold and indifferent
Ghost hands touch glass of a frostbitten window
That spectral souls just wanted to see through for a moment
There is no mercy in reptile eyes.

She forces you to wrestle against her, hissing her siren song
Whispering with the most venomous of seductions
How there's nothing in the stars but she and you
A serpent and visceral man alone focused on a solitary moment
She regrets selling Her the apple.

She wants you to get lost in her selfish hypnotic sway
Asks you with all her facility to dance her rhythms
Seizing you with poison fangs to weaken resolve
Lose yourself, shallow flickering serpentine smile for a moment
You can resist, but for how long?

She knows you cannot escape this embrace; scornful love
Her caress is temptation to blissful easy ignorance
Life becomes effortless if she claims her victories
A life lesser submitted to snake-like values for all moments
Comfort isn't worth circumstance.

She grows apprehensive when you grasp her by the throat
Slyly, she plays coy and reminds you of her necessity
Where could you see without incisive struggle and toil
Sustenance begone! You'd succumb to nothingness in a moment
A ghost next to a frosty pane.

She will never be subdued, she cannot be repressed
Strife unrelenting unforsaken, exalted warrior rising
You choose to wrestle with the serpent daily
Mortal battle until silence stills a scythe at the last moment
Foiling her slithering penance.

© 2011 tekphobik


Author's Note

tekphobik
Read it like a snake for extra fun.

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Featured Review

This is sssuch, a ssslyly, sssnake ssstory, of sssuch a brilliant ssserpent made up by your mind. I like the sssnake, "AS I SAID IT FIRST WRONG, and used "SNAIL" probably obsessssssed by my own "sssnail" poem ;)LOL in the metaphor of a ssstrong toxic woman, who can be ssslippery as ghost hands touch glasssss of a frostbitten window~ sssuch cold blooded. Poeticly great insssight ;) and in all sssilence, she moves... great sizzzle-tongue practice, and way too good for a ssslang. Thank you for your marvelousss way of thinking~

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




Reviews

This is sssuch, a ssslyly, sssnake ssstory, of sssuch a brilliant ssserpent made up by your mind. I like the sssnake, "AS I SAID IT FIRST WRONG, and used "SNAIL" probably obsessssssed by my own "sssnail" poem ;)LOL in the metaphor of a ssstrong toxic woman, who can be ssslippery as ghost hands touch glasssss of a frostbitten window~ sssuch cold blooded. Poeticly great insssight ;) and in all sssilence, she moves... great sizzzle-tongue practice, and way too good for a ssslang. Thank you for your marvelousss way of thinking~

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is excellent, it reads really well.

Posted 13 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe

Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Advertise Here
Want to advertise here? Get started for as little as $5

Stats

437 Views
3 Reviews
Added on May 20, 2011
Last Updated on May 21, 2011
Tags: snake, serpent, life, struggle, choice, apple

Author

tekphobik
tekphobik

Red Deer, Alberta, Canada



About
I live for the words. Artistry is taking pieces of your soul out and throwing them against a wall to make someone else feel something or experience some sort of insight. It's the only thing worth li.. more..

Writing