I wrote a sonnet in the Shakespearean format but... um its upside down
i hope you like it. I need criticism.
FOREST
You are the forest, with its many trees
You are the light and dark that plays in leaves
You are the wolf whose howl keeps men away
You are the owl, hunter kill all that's small
False mien, you pretend to be kind by day
While cruel traps you have set for them to fall
At night you fright, forbidding to many
Threatening treachery on entering
Sans me, in you i find sanctuary
Search paths, my thoughts are on you centering
Moonlit path i follow where I'm not lead
I am seeing things in much varied light
Darker paths uninvited i do tread
I tend to search out what's not in my sight.
Reality: Resurrection!
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