Analysis of Bless Me With Poetry.
My eyes felt like invidiously smoldering fireballs of tyrannical anguish; although everything around me; euphorically blossomed towards the resplendent corridors of unsurpassable eternity,
My hands felt like pathetically deadened corpses of lugubrious stone; although everything around me; compassionately craved to be benevolently caressed,
My stomach felt like a preposterously famished inferno slithering towards the aisles of nothingness; although everything around me; was an unfathomably replenished
and tantalizing bowl of salubrious goodness,
My brain felt like a truculently lambasting dungeon; although everything around me; was blissfully gyrating to the tunes of astoundingly spell binding life,
My bloodstreams felt like frozen avalanches of brutally insipid ice; although everything around me; culminated with incredulously poignant vividness into a rainbow of panoramic aristocracy,
My fingers felt like irascibly rotten and torturously pulverized tomatoes; although everything around me; was an unbelievably gorgeous kaleidoscope of majestically unfurling artistry,
My lips felt like capriciously neglected and agonizingly burnt matchsticks; although everything around me; was an ingratiatingly overwhelming cloud of jubilant sensuousness; fervently waiting to be kissed,
My cheeks felt like gruesomely livid abuses of abhorrently orphaned hatred; although everything around me; was a beautifully embellished and voluptuously embellished bride,
My feet felt like sordidly rotten pancakes of dismally ghastly defeat; although everything around me; was a solely a trail of unassailably victorious footsteps,
My nose felt like an unsurpassable graveyard of horrifically penalizing stench; although everything around me; was a miraculously spawning garden of divinely scent,
My ears felt like abstrusely quaint stones of murderous deafness; although everything around me; was ecstatically yelling with the unstoppable ardor to gloriously lead stupendously exhilarating life,
My hair felt like derogatorily bald wires of viciously stabbing venom; although everything around me; was ebulliently rustling in the miraculously Omniscient and
enamoring breeze,
My skin felt like a vindictively sweating orphanage of unlimited despair; although everything around me; was an aristocratically blissful cloud of ravishing beauty and tranquilly charming graciousness,
My voice felt like a horrendously dumb door of an insanely disheartening mental asylum; although everything around me; was melodiously triggering an island of boundlessly everlasting compassion,
My neck felt like an inconspicuously vandalized piece of soggy shit; although everything around me; was a marvelously titillating landscape of fervently timeless beauty; propelling even the most alien of organism to bend in submissive obeisance,
My conscience felt like a disgustingly arid mountain of heinously sinister lies; although everything around me; was the irrefutably unconquerable shadow of divinely truth,
My breath felt like a traumatically asphyxiating whiplash of ever-augmenting desperation; although everything around me; was a paradise of extraordinarily fructifying air; victoriously galloping forward every unleashing minute of the day,
My heart felt like a profusely bombarded township of betrayal; although everything around me; was a civilization of perennially burgeoning camaraderie; an unshakably palatial mansion of majestically immortal love,
And that is exactly what happened when I didn't pen down the inner most fulminations of my heart for just a single instant; let alone the permutations of an entire day,
It is therefore my humble plea to you O! Almighty Lord; to bless me with impregnable poetry every unfurling minute of the day; so that I not only survive the destined quota of my life; but continue to serve humanity and symbiotically exist for a countless more lifetimes.
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Metre | 11111100101010010110011110010010100110100 11110100011010100111001101000111101 11011011001010001011100110011111010 010011110 11110101010110011110010101101001101 1111101001100111100111001110100010110100100 11011010010011001011001111010010010101000010100 111101000100100001111001111101011100110010111 111111001011101011001110100010010101 111111011100100111001110100011101001 11111111110011100111001000101010101 1111111110010110011101001010010010110001101001 1111111011001010110011111000010000100 01001 1111011010010100011100111111011100100110100 11110100111110100100101100111110011011010010 1111111011101110011101000100111001010010100110011001100101 110110110101110011100111011110101 111101010011101001011001110101001001111001010001010101 11110010010101010110011100010101000100010011010101010000101 0110101101110110101111111010101010010110101 111110111101011111010010010001010101111110010101011110101101000101101011 |
Characters | 3,875 |
Words | 544 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 20 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 148 |
Words per line (avg) | 25 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 163 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 27 |
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