Sunny morning: 
a snake slides through the fence
looking for a prey
 
Full of silt
the Ganga overflows: 
snakes under the waves
 
Raises its hood
a cobra in water: 
algae criss-cross
  
Searching reason
in the labyrinthine pattern: 
snakes in courtyard
 
Avoids searching
mushroom in the crowded green-
snake on the fence
 
Searches thorn apples
to propitiate lingam: 
snake in sanctum 
 
A  snake's tail
coils round a sweet
in the box
 
Smells a snake
in the wet grass-
her smile
 
Rises with tickles
between the thighs
the dream-serpent
  
A yellow snake
slithers on the grass-
dewy trail of love
  
Climbing high through
rough pathway and stony cold
a green snake 
 
A snake's dead skin
near the fence: 
she stands unmoving                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Good ones, Dear Professor, especially the one about the 'snake in the sanctum.' Warm regards.