Analysis of A Funeral Walkaway Parade
Nothing seems to be of anything to me anymore.
Something in me lost itself in the Evermore-.
I tied the knot and hung it loose beneath the willow branches of the creaking noose.
And as my eyes began to fade, a lurking silhouette broke my dire gaze.
Somehow, I saw your blossom in the shadowy plains.
So lucent and grand were you, I dare not look away.
Night-shaded tangled locks, moonlit skin, and purple orbs; I fell for the Queen of Evermore-.
Trust… trust… trust… trust me when I cling to all of that in you which is anything but good.
Just touch your lips to mine and I shall do the rest, my love.
Don’t be afraid, I didn’t mean to scare you.
I promise it won’t hurt when I begin to swallow you.
Close your eyes, and I’ll guide your fate, as I carry you so shall we grow root, bark, and knot into the flowers of the Evermore-.
Soundness insecurities and faultless imperfections of clay-turned bone grow deep within your soul.
I’ll creep, crawl, climb, and claw until I break my heart atop your orchard wall.
Not a broken heart but a vow of spellbound love.
So, shatter thine heart and barter me your piece for mine; then shall we both be completed by one another’s lonesomeness.
A fallacy of awe-inspiring lopsidedness.
A bowed pendulum quivering from catastrophic fondness to nefarious passion.
I am too connected to you to walk away.
I am too attached to you to fade away.
I’m taking you home with me, all dressed in black - to attend our funeral walkaway parade.
Scheme | A A B X X C A X D E E A X X D B B X C C X |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101111101101 10011010010 1101011101011010101 01110111010011111 111110001001 1100101111101 11010111010111101110 11111111111101111011 11111101110111 1101111111 11011111011101 111011111110111111101010101010 100100010101111110111 111101011111011101 10101101111 1101101011111111110101111 0100110101 011001001010101010010 111010111101 11101111101 1101111110110110100101 |
Characters | 1,509 |
Words | 310 |
Sentences | 21 |
Stanzas | 21 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 54 |
Words per line (avg) | 13 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 54 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 13 |
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