Snake & Novel's Clash

• In shadows slithered a cunning snake,
• A creature of venom, a foe to take.

With scales of ebony, glimmering tight,

It moved with stealth, a predator of the night.

Beneath the moon's glow, it danced with grace,

A sinuous form, leaving no trace.

Its eyes, like embers, held secrets untold,

A story of darkness, within its stronghold.

In lands afar, a novel took birth,

Pages woven with tales from Earth.

A protagonist brave, seeking truth,

Unaware of the danger that snake would ruth.

The story unfolded, a gripping plot,

As the snake's presence grew, tying knots.

Intrigue and suspense, filled every page,

As the snake wove its way, fueling rage.

With silver words and cunning deceit,

The snake lured the hero to its feat.

Ensnared in its coils, the hero fought,

To break free from the snake's treacherous plot.

As the novel neared its thrilling end,

The snake revealed its purpose, to rend.

A symbol of deceit, it sought to be,

An obstacle to truth, a force to decree.

But the hero, steadfast and bold,

Used wisdom and courage, strong and untold.

In a final clash, truth shone through,

And the snake's grip on the tale withdrew.

Through ink and words, the battle was won,

The snake defeated, its reign undone.

And in the pages of the novel's plight,

A message emerged, shining bright.

Beware the serpents that twist and deceive,

For their venomous ways, we must perceive.

In life's stories, they try to intervene,

But with strength and truth, we shall convene.

So let us remember the tale of the snake,

And the hero who triumphed, for our sake.

In novels and life, let truth be our guide,

To conquer the snakes, and walk side by side.