A Confession Poem by The True Amateur Poet

A Confession



Reality is a menace
Unifying one with the world but
Making the world realize the
Inferior parts of life.

If I had the chance to
Learn like the quiet
Owl, listening to all
Vibrations maybe
Even the the plants and
Yews would listen to my words.
On this day I the
Unknown writer shall follow the line.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Trying to write. This is really a prewrite, okay but don't criticize or ask why I submitted.
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