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Snake and the Hawk.

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by swaronian

by swaronian

Once there was a Snake, who fell in love.

All would've been swell if it weren't a Hawk.

The Snake tried and tried, but it still failed,

in awakening the same feeling that it held.

After everything it did, the Hawk, still wouldn't budge.

As it saw the Snake as the enemy and nothing much.

Stubborn as ever the Snake held its ground.

Soon saw itself with many Hawks surround.

Him in the barren land alone, waiting for its love to come.

But soon it realized that loving your enemy is the way to succumb.

As the Hawks started attacking did the Snake open its eyes.

Only to know that anyone who falls for the enemy surely dies...

I am in no way saying this that you shouldn't love your enemy and that it will result in death.

I firmly believe that life is abstract and anything can happen at any time. This is purely for the poem purposes is all..!