On a routine evening walk,
I went to the countryside
came across an alien sight,
on d' way back from d' stride
to fill up a half dried up pond
by a stout black rubber pipe,
in force water being siphoned
Strained after the brisk walk,
took a break for a short while
Sun setting fast, dusk unfurling,
steady water plummeting sound
lone viewer fully absolved in it,
no other soul found all around
To see it from a close range,
casually I moved little closer
my reflexes threw me back,
Saw snakes lazily crawling,
I got a severing in d' spine
few eagerly waited to catch,
live hopping fishes to dine
Focusing at d' flowing stream,
fishes caught like basket balls
stretching d' jaws wide apart,
A truly amazing prey ground,
but an obvious scaring sight
shining fishes gulped in toto,
wait for d' next turn in quiet
Saw two cobras lifting hoods,
an added God given privilege
I enjoyed from a safe distance,
a scope to study other snakes,
a scope to study other snakes,
Soon came a startling climax,
a big fish jumped to d' bank
did acrobatics, thump! hop.op,
make an attempt to capture
it dissipated in its safe abode,
impulse died down, thrill over
Witnessed d’ striking scene,
inscribed in d' mind for ever
for glimpse of d' wacky episode
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