Analysis of The Dark Night Of The Soul
The final hour arrives.
The door swings incessantly,
between worlds I drift
on a double edged sword.
Life ebbs out of me.
As though an abyss opened up inside my soul
and I kept falling—
deeper into the mouth of darkness
that devoured me.
Condemned to a place where no path goes.
A place full of enemies, dressed in black.
Enemies of time.
It's the sensation of a nightmare
where you're being chased, only you're awake.
Rain fell like a deluge.
Night passed in a fitful wave.
The sky had changed colour, bathed in an orange glow.
The winds shift all around me.
I reach inside my pounding chest
to pull out the poison—
blood stark red.
I become scattered. The remnant—
strands of hair, bone and ash.
Scheme | XAXX AXXXA XXXXX XXXA XXXXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 0101001 0110100 01111 101011 11111 111011010111 01110 100101110 10101 011011111 0111100101 10011 10010101 1110110101 111010 1100101 01111101101 0111011 11011101 111010 111 10110010 111101 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 684 |
Words | 128 |
Sentences | 15 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 5, 5, 4, 5 |
Lines Amount | 23 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 109 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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