Python

Where is the python
            the lazy predator

like me he never knows

            what hits him.

Stones pelted at him 

            never disturb his peace

Waits for the prey to come near

            so sure of himself.

He never moves to bite

            he is full half the time, 

coiled he sleeps life's hours

            wakes only to eat.

He neither reads or writes

            love's speckled rhymes

for him love is entangled
            in a moment of passion.

I'll make  him my Guru

            wait for food and love

like him stretching on my bed

             of rocks, thorns and agony.

Sabita Sahu