Snakesong

Belly to the
ground, slithering
around. A serpent
forever cursed...

Yet, longing
for the sky, the
mind's full
of song, a
melody to quench
my thirst.

The heart cannot
help, that I long
for wings, 'tho
the body is
covered
in scales.

Caught 'tween
the rose and the
thorn, a dream
of flying, 'tho
forked tongues
tell other tales.

Anirban Baishya (September 4, 2018)