Lizard

Lizard

He is a huge lizard,
Neither dangerous nor a health hazard
Unlike the mosquitoes or the cockroach
He gives me no room for reproach,

With bulbous eyes and a shiny skin
And with a huge body, he looks a croc’s kin,
His menacing look and the belligerent eye
Makes the timid children instantly cry,

Never does he venture out during day,
But when the sky turns dark gray
And bulbs and tubes begin to glow,
Out of his hiding, he emerges slow,

Nothing escapes his keen sight,
He darts about to his left or right
And pounces upon the unwary prey,
Leaving none who comes his way,

His hide out I know not,
Or whether he is single or what
Or what he does during day,
I have nothing to say,

He gorges on those that crawl about him,
Whether they be fat or slim,
He has grown extremely stout
Because of sumptuous food, no doubt,

Yet he is quick on his feet
And catches his prey clean and neat,
He stands his ground with his prey,
Once caught, none can get away,

I see him sometimes staring at me
When he is a bit free,
But in a second he flies
When a bumbling prey he spies,

I watch his antics every day
Sitting on my chair far away,
A diversion he is to me
For truly a dramatic person is he.


Raghav R
5 Feb. 2019