Best Poem of Uche Favour

Lost In The Thick, Dark Forest
The owls hoot nearby;

The screech-owl calls;

The wolves howl in the distance;

The beetles tap and tap in an endless charade

The cicada seems like it won't give up clinging to the trees; its eyes looks lovely

The bush dog barks incessantly;

The squirrels stare . . .
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The morning dews seem to consume me

I know not what the day holds in store

But I'm quite hopeful

Though all seems hazy to me

I'm looking forward to see

Starting something new definitely feel like fear itself

But with a glimmer of hope

One can transcend beyond these . . .
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