Analysis of Soleless feet



I schemed the four grey walls
As the nurse injected my arm steady
“Keep still sir” she said
As my head went down heavy

A lifeless grin shrugged off of my face
To a tireless reflection in the window pane
The hospital bed smelt the same ethylene oxide the usual scent

“How much could one pay,
Then again how much would it cost
Just to spend a day
Without my life hanging at a loss”

I paused to take breath as my years flashed by
Like pages in a book flipping before my very eyes

“Oh to feel the sun on my face,
Oh to never be fed with tubes
Oh to not rely on nurses
And never have medicine feuds”

Id lie mouth drooled out
And lips all soggy
With eyes that drooped a sad stare
And a body that failed me

“What had I done to deserve this
Where did I go wrong?
If and when I could wish myself free
Id live on every edge so easily”

I paved the hospital halls
With my jolly banter
Little did they know
I could never have a happy ever after

For what must a man like I dream
A life I’ve never much sought to see
With a host of my soul I call my body
One only wishes to be fulfilled and filled indeed with glee

A dream of just a day I get to taste the morning dew
Have my soleless feet feel again
Not worry of when my blood would be due
And to always feel a 10/10

But horror coasts the beds and my blankets
Knowing full well I don’t have my health on my sleeve
Pumpkin porridge again great at 3
Every day and yet again Must I take my dose so happily

No man knows how hard I fight
To stay alive and make it through the night
40 years young and still a kicking
No man knows the time is still ticking

In the invisible line for death we march
Without know how, when and such
Will we one day run out of hour
When dust we walk on soon will devour

Our flesh our bone our sad success
Our begged borrowed sold and sealed
In a writ put fourth by a collector
To sweep our frantic fancy
And waltz up right all dancy
Knowing not of when our time will come
And to what expanse should the costs of our lives debt succumb


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Poetic Form
Metre 110111 1010101110 11111 1111110 010111111 1010001000101 010110110101001 11111 10111111 11101 011110101 1111111111 11000110011101 11101111 11101111 11101110 01011001 11111 01110 1111011 0010111 11111011 11111 10111111 11110011100 110101 111010 10111 111010101010 11101111 011101111 10111111110 110101101010111 01110111110101 1111101 1101111111 01110 1101010110 101111111111 10100111 10010101111111100 1111111 1101011101 1101010 111011110 00010011111 0111101 111111110 1111111010 10110110101 1011101 0011110010 11101010 0111110 1011110111 011011011101101
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 2,056
Words 444
Sentences 2
Stanzas 14
Stanza Lengths 4, 3, 4, 2, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 7
Lines Amount 56
Letters per line (avg) 28
Words per line (avg) 7
Letters per stanza (avg) 112
Words per stanza (avg) 29

About this poem

This poem is about the phrase “momento mori” it is also based off of an experience I’ve had when visiting my grandfather at the hospital and the inpatient next door who had no visitors on his visiting sheet but had been there for years who had had tubes to feed him yet was still very positive. The nurses would speak of how much of a lovely person he was and how funny he was but his family stopped visiting and so did his wife. This poem is to highlight how much we young people have the privilege of doing many things and living to the fullest yet taking the smallest of opportunities for granted - never fully understanding the concept of leaving this earth one day and hence why everyday should be celebrated with glee and without regret for what we take for granted is what many can only dream of (such as the inpatient next door to my grandfather).  

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Written on September 02, 2022

Submitted by furi679f on October 05, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

2:13 min read
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Hi my name is Krystal Juffa and I’m of mixed parentage- I’m a young passionate writer/ poet and self proclaimed artist in Papua New Guinea, I’ve been writing for about 15 years now and I’ve always seen and considered myself a creative writer. I am also a painter and a singer song writer. more…

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