Ode To Love Poem by Brook Renwick

Ode To Love

Rating: 5.0


Loneliness is a festering boil.

Say the fullness of my bones,
can be whittled and honed.
Can be carved and crushed.
If I displease you and such.
For the sake of simplicity,

I do complain,
But, my faults are all gained,
From the culture at hand.
A culture of such grand, grand
contradiction.

And to you, I will tend,
To avoid the pits of oblivion!
To avoid that path,
where few of us can laugh,
At the pain.

At loneliness.

Sunday, December 2, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and friendship
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
When shall we two meet again?
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sylvia Frances Chan 03 December 2018

Another Ode Poem, A view at Love and Friendship with a tad of irony. That makes the poem well balanced. Lovely Poem, Brook. A 10 Full Vote.

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Brook Renwick 03 December 2018

Thanks very much Sylvia!

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Bernard F. Asuncion 03 December 2018

Another lovely poem, Bookus.....................

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Brook Renwick 03 December 2018

I am glad you like it Bernard! Thank you.

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Unnikrishnan E S 30 November 2021

Profound imaginative poem. Loved reading. Top score.

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Chinedu Dike 19 August 2021

Well expressed thoughts and feelings.....

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Lee Boueri 14 August 2020

Excellent write. It is indeed a grand, grand culture, of contradiction.

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Jazib Kamalvi 29 December 2018

A refined poetic imagination, Brookus Chookus. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.

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Geoffrey Fafard 03 December 2018

You have sharpened the pencil, I feel, to write this...It is marvellous I like it immensely. thank you Brook. Cheers, Geoffrey.

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Brook Renwick 03 December 2018

Thank you Geoffrey!

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Brook Renwick

Brook Renwick

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