Analysis of Autumn Ground
It wasn’t your fault your words cut so deep,
It was my fault for believing.
I’m a toasting glass in the midst of revelry,
Used and then crushed to pieces.
The bruises you left on my skin faded but
It somehow hurts even more
Like all the words you said but didn’t mean
And all those nights plagued by broken dreams.
Now it all means nothing but the tears still come
Crashing in waves, overflowing sore eyes
And broken hearts like trampled red and yellow leaves.
My feelings are the Autumn ground which you stood on
And stamped on until every last piece of green
Was dead and crushed beneath your feet.
I’m much more fragile than I believed.
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Metre | 111111111 11111010 101010011100 1011110 01011111101 111101 110111111 011111101 11111010111 100110011 010111010101 110101011111 011011001111 11010111 111101101 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 650 |
Words | 129 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 7, 4 |
Lines Amount | 15 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 169 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 40 |
About this poem
Love gained and lost
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Written on October 02, 2016
Submitted by Annakya on December 07, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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