Vinod Kumar - Snakes

</>The grass flowers smell
That was amazing

I can`t stay in Hole
I Dragged

The Rock grass bed
The Breeze and Cool

Who called me
Who forced me

I dont know
And my long tongue

The only Grass Bed
The Yellow Sea

I touched her Tongue
Our Eyes and Neck

We rolling in the sea
Yellow only Yellow

In my tender age my mother always told me in mid winter eve, Do not go the rock grass bed for playing there were snakes on the perticular time.

Vinod Kumar

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