Sonnet 2 Poem by Octavian Cocos

Sonnet 2

Rating: 5.0


My body's made of dust and muddy earth
And yet my soul descended from the sky,
Love's been my mistress from my very birth
And I'll protect it always, till I die.
She's like a down that gathers in a pile,
Because she's sensitive and pure and light,
But if the wind starts blowing for a while,
Then she gets scared and suddenly takes flight.
On our Earth, love is a little shy,
People have lost their meaning and are bad,
They are attached only to things that lie,
Love for some time, and then they all get mad.
But I respect my mistress, she's sublime,
I'll be her slave until the end of time.

Friday, June 18, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: birth,sonnet
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 25 August 2021

Insightful and profound creation nicely penned in verse with rhythmic splendour. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched...

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Unnikrishnan E S 18 June 2021

I am reminded of the famous lines of Great Malayalam Poet, Kumaran Asan: Snehamaanakhila saaramoozhiyil/ Snehasaramiha sathyamekamaam..". Meaning, The very essence of everything in the universe is Love. And Love is the only one Truth

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Unnikrishnan E S 18 June 2021

An ode to universal love, camaraderie, kinship and compassion. Lovely poem. Quite meaningful. Thoroughly down to earth. Full score and onto myfav

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