Analysis of All I Ended Up Doing
I went to the tree to get blessed with scrumptiously robust fruit; but after witnessing it already threadbarely barren to the ghastliest of limits; all I ended up doing was giving it the last iota of meal entrapped within the intestines of my stomach,
I went to the clouds to get blessed with resplendently tantalizing rain; but after witnessing them turn a listlessly lackadaisical blue; all I ended up doing was giving them every droplet of compassionate moisture circulating within the whites of my eyes,
I went to mountain to get blessed with indomitably Herculean strength; but after witnessing its peaks crumbling under the impact of nuclear war; all I ended
up doing was giving it every ounce of enthusiasm fulminating in my nimble bones,
I went to the shadow to get blessed with profoundly enamoring mysticism; but after witnessing it torturously slavering without the tiniest of respite; all I ended up doing was giving it every whisper of enthrallment embedded in the pores of my humble
persona,
I went to the beehive to get blessed with insatiably unparalleled boisterousness; but after witnessing it metamorphosed into a grotesquely remorseful corpse; all I ended up doing was giving it every grain of unfettered tanginess in my voice,
I went to the Sun to get blessed with brilliantly insuperable enlightenment; but after witnessing it perfidiously invaded by monstrously demeaning spacecrafts; all I ended up doing was giving it every trace of optimism majestically circulating in each of
my senses,
I went to the meadow to get blessed with uninhibitedly untainted frolic; but after witnessing it rotting in a jungle of concretely heartless commercialism; all I ended up doing was giving it every memory of my impeccably pristine childhood,
I went to the rainbow to get blessed with vibrantly mesmerizing color; but after witnessing it reduced to an amorphous graveyard as the clouds encircled in; all
I ended up doing was giving it every ingredient of happiness effervescently brimming in my veins,
I went to the gorge to get blessed with perpetually blissful silence; but after witnessing it indiscriminately marauded by trumpets of savagely belligerent war; all I ended up doing was giving it every reflection of bliss from the innermost realms of
my soul,
I went to the ocean to get blessed with limitlessly ecstatic froth; but after witnessing it shriveled into an obnoxiously sweltering desert; all I ended up doing was giving it every droplet of priceless blood euphorically gurgling under my skin,
I went to the avalanche to get blessed with astoundingly spell-binding coolness; but after witnessing it melting into rivulets of explicitly warm water; all I ended up doing was giving it every granary of refreshing iciness in my laconic countenance,
I went to the eagle to get blessed with unequivocally regale freedom; but after witnessing it lying saddeningly maimed without its wings; all I ended up doing was giving it every centimeter of liberation encompassing my stride,
I went to the soil to get blessed with unbelievably unceasing virility; but after witnessing it treacherously adulterated by salaciously power-hungry living beings; all I ended up doing was giving it every essence of my timelessly bounteous proliferation,
I went to the rose to get blessed with unlimitedly exotic scent; but after witnessing it gruesomely withered to its ashes in the truculently unsparing storm; all I ended up doing was giving it every irrefutably righteous fragrance of my diminutive existence,
I went to the bonfire to get blessed with compassionately insuperable passion; but after witnessing it dying into wisps of ethereally disconsolate oblivion; all I ended up doing was giving it every milligram of my unfettered raw energy,
I went to the castle to get blessed with inherently celestial royalty; but after witnessing it rattled to worse than the pauper's gutterpipe in the devastating earthquake; all I ended up doing was giving it every trifle of my truncated opulence
I went to the clock to get blessed with stringently scrupulous punctuality; but after witnessing its needles having to come to a lividly hopeless standstill; all I ended up doing was giving it every definition of my honest punctiliousness,
I went to the saint to get blessed with cisterns of philanthropically unflinching righteousness; but after witnessing him entwining hand in hand with the murderously corrupt politicians; all I ended up doing was giving him every bit of selfless truth from the dormitories of my coscience,
And I went to her to get blessed with a sky of immortal love; but seeing that she was pompously rejoicing in someone else's spuriously transient love; all I ended up doing was giving every beat of my unconquerable love to both of them; so that they eternally loved; loved and only loved; and I left for my heavenly abode; to salvage a chance to get her love; if the Creator ever reborn me again; gave me another blessedly beautiful birth.
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Metre | 11101111110111101001010110101110111011011010101011010100101110 1110111111100111010011010001001111011011011001010100101000101111 1111011111010011101001110010001110011110 1101101100110100101101 11101111101001001001101001110101001101110110110110010110100011110 010 1110111111010111010011010010010111101101101100110101011 1110111111001010011010011010110101111011011011001110001000100011 110 111011111101010110100110001011010010011101101101100100110100101 11101111111001011010010111010110101001 110110110110001001100110011 11101111101000101011010010100011101100010011110110110110001011101011 11 1110101111101011101001100111100101110110110110010110111001011 1110101111010011010110100110011101001101110110110110011010101010100 111010111101000110110100110110111111011011011001001010010011 111011111010001001001101001101001110101010111011011011001011110010 111011111101011101001110111000101011110110110110011010110100010 11101011110100011011010011001111101001110110110110010110101100 1110101111010001010011010011011101100100111101101101100101110100 111011111100100010011010011010111011011110110110110001011101 11101111110110101001101001110110101010111011011011001110110100111 0111011110110101110111101001101101111011011010011111111111101001101010111110001110011101100101011101110101001001 |
Characters | 4,961 |
Words | 814 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 170 |
Words per line (avg) | 34 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 215 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 43 |
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