Analysis of Untitled
I still don’t know who I am in reality,
maybe I am the sea, fulfilled with pains!
Maybe I am Heaven, or I am earth,
I am the universe! Who can know it?
Perhaps I am a drop, the drop of rain,
Or I am a tear from mothers’ eyes,
God does what He wills for me,
I’m a grain crumb, a speck of laughter.
I am a shepherd, a passer-by,
worn out, exhausted with verses’ path,
I am a bridge to cross, override,
with gossiping and jinking jesters.
I’m not a human; I don’t fill it,
I am as if a sharp leaved thistle,
I’m one man of this transient world,
Sometimes I live, sometimes I’m lost.
Scheme | AXXB XXAX XXXX BXXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111111010 1011010111 1011101111 110101111 0111010111 111011101 1111111 101101110 110100101 110101101 11011110 11000110 110101111 111101110 11111101 01110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 601 |
Words | 120 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 16 |
Letters per line (avg) | 27 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 107 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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