by Supriya Zen

Created on: September 21, 2009

Crawling vigorously through dense forest,
making its way against rain and mist.

Panting and inhaling the last deep breath,
old black snake still had immense faith.

He could make it to the hole ,
saving its life seemed the ultimate goal.

Torrential rain with huge thunder storm,
pinched him severely in all form.

Dash of horrid wind blew him apart,
again he recollected himself for depart.

Still had confidence that he will survive,
crossed all hurdles with hope to thrive.

Nothing much he had ever longed for,
he prayed and tried more and more.

Now he could see the hole , its home
all relieved and gleaming on its own.

As he approached towards the tree,
its bulky branches broke and made his soul free.

Crushed wickedly and took away its life,
his fate crooked and ditched him to strife.

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