Analysis of Without him
Without Him...
Again this laden quill seeps,
Once more the cries resound the fear of those who weep..
And darkness feeds.....
Upon materialistic needs....
Dismal storms be sowed by seeds,
Technology claims such life of greed...
The minds are blank and filled by weeds,
As forked thumbs spread bile to breed!!!!
Theorists taint and the weakened agreed...
My bleeding pen traces its cry...
Fading Faith and Hope be Satan's desire!!
Prayers are spake as be they must...
But fall from Hearts that do not trust.
Rivers twine, like time they flow... forward onward carving winding footprints as they grow!!!!
Much to voice in the hand of nature...
The living portrait by the hand of Our Creator...
Like winds that sigh, boughs that groan and little birds making trees their home..
Pebbled Brooks and laughing streams...
Wise old Willows fulfilling dreams...
Clouds so white in skies of blue, look around!!! This earth's for YOU...
And as in awe you realise without His Hands we'll find demise.
When you wake up with a smile, with Faith and Trust and Thankfulness...
You've made HIS day a worthiness...
Say a prayer or two or more,
Believe in what you're asking for!!!
Hold your tongues, your thumbs and Spread His Love...
Show the world what He has done!
Look within what's planted there,
And know it lives with love and care...
Walk forth in life United be,
Only in God are we safe and free.
Together we form The Might of God, Our pillars strong, Undivided, Recognised each in Our Own Purpose...
Honoring... the sweeper, the doctor.. The lawyer, the speaker, messenger, Mother, provider.
THE CREATOR....
Pray!!!! And give it to GOD
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011 0111011 11011011111 0101 01000101 1011111 010011111 01110111 1111111 1001001001 11011011 1010111010 1111111 11111111 1011111101010101111 111001110 01010101110010 1111111010110111 110101 1110101 11101111011111 01011101111101 1111101110101 11110100 1011111 01011101 111110111 1011111 1011101 01111101 11010101 100111101 0101101111010101011010110 10001001001001010010010 0010 101111 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,632 |
Words | 316 |
Sentences | 35 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 15, 7, 8, 6 |
Lines Amount | 36 |
Letters per line (avg) | 34 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 308 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 69 |
About this poem
Do we have Faith.. true faith? We say we do yet the beauty of the creators hand
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