Analysis of Sonnet # 209
Like water fresh that one picks up to drink.
Like fan that cools the soul on a hot day.
That's what you are to me, I gladly think.
And truthfully I pray for it to stay.
Like comfort after pain, had sadness some.
Yes, like one-hundred bills when one is broke.
Into my world you sweetly sweet do come,
And with good happiness my all you soak.
That's what you are to me, dear, of my brain.
And thanks to you I'm not no help insane.
My days are not cracked, dry thanks to your rain.
And you're so good to me, your rain's champagne.
You're helping me just dwelling in my head.
Imagine you in flesh with me share bed.
Scheme | ABABCDCDEEEEFF |
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Poetic Form | ~Shakespearean Sonnet |
Metre | 1101111111 1111011011 1111111101 0100111111 1101011101 1111011111 0111110111 0111001111 1111111111 0111111101 1111111111 0111111101 1101110011 0101011111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 630 |
Words | 134 |
Sentences | 13 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 14 |
Lines Amount | 14 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 9 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 463 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 121 |
About this poem
A summary of what he thinks of his love
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Written on March 03, 2023
Submitted by luisestable1 on March 03, 2023
Modified by luisestable1 on March 03, 2023
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