Analysis of But All That Hardly Mattered
Disillusioned were my distraught eyes; traumatically agonized by all bizarrely inflicted misery that they witnessed umpteenth number of times in a single day,
Disillusioned were my parched lips; insidiously appalled by the gory scent of grotesque manipulation; in every morsel of food that they tasted,
Disillusioned was my beleaguered brain; truculently lambasted by the indefatigable whirlpools of insane corruption and treacherously abhorrent prejudice,
Disillusioned were my dwindling fingers; solely feeling only morbidly robotic space on every speck of atmosphere that they ardently caressed,
But all that hardly mattered to me; as by the Grace of Omnipotent Lord; every beat of my heart bonded more immortally with my beloved with the unfurling of time;
and I found myself wholesomely blended with her shadow of eternally resplendent truth; forever and ever and ever.
Disillusioned were my trembling bones; ghastily collapsing as the winds of parasitically unsparing savagery; struck them from every quarter of this Universe,
Disillusioned were my beleaguered ears; intransigently shutting themselves for centuries immemorial; as all they heard were boundless screams of the innocently
deprived; the only beats that reached them were the sound of the mercilessly marauding devil,
Disillusioned were my flailing arms; as all that they ever got a chance to hoist were corpses grotesquely disproportioned; by frenziedly indiscriminate bloodshed on this satanically uncouth globe today,
Disillusioned were my withering hair; as cold-blooded demons ruthlessly tore on them from everywhere; with the breeze whipping them eventually metamorphosing
into cloudbursts of remorseful blood,
But all that hardly mattered to me; as by the Grace of Omnipresent Lord; every beat of my heart bonded more immortally with my beloved with the unfurling of time;
and I found myself in due obeisance on her divinely feet; as she perpetually drifted my soul towards the path of priceless righteousness.
Disillusioned was my asphyxiating neck; as the swords of disdainfully fretful lechery tried their venomous best; to annihilate it into an infinite pieces of undecipherable shit,
Disillusioned were my crumbling palms; as even the most pristine droplets of sacrosanct inspiration that they touched; had been invidiously adulterated by the
acrimoniously power hungry society outside,
Disillusioned were my bleeding feet; as every path that they holistically transgressed; had the thorns of malicious hatred ardently awaiting to maim them for a countless more lifetimes,
Disillusioned was my terrified reflection; as the entity I sighted in my mirror of my own conscience; had now been transformed into a murderous ghost; by inevitable circumstances and the emotionless world outside,
But all that hardly mattered to me; as by the Grace of Omniscient Lord; every beat of my heart bonded more immortally with my beloved with the unfurling of time;
and I found myself blissfully assimilating every iota of her heavenly sensuousness; perennially suckling the majestic artistry that bountifully showered from her
vivacious bosom.
Disillusioned were my tortured intestines; as even the most infinitesimal granule of fodder that I consumed; was greedily evicted by the spuriously pompous society
that vengefully followed my stride,
Disillusioned was my shivering spine; as every draught of air that hit my countenance; had in it the cries of my despairingly penalized siblings; the barbarically orphaned children of my kind,
Disillusioned were my frigid eyelashes; as the unrelentingly pugnacious war on this colossal planet; had horrifically crippled them of even the slightest of their mischievously flirtatious fluttering,
Disillusioned was my dreary breath; as every ingredient of air that entered my diminutive nostrils; brutally strangulated me towards the last visible nail of my veritably preposterous coffin,
But all that hardly mattered to me; as by the Grace of unconquerable Lord; every beat of my heart bonded more immortally with my beloved with the unfurling of time;
and I found myself tirelessly dancing as her only slave; to the tunes of her everlastingly humanitarian existence.
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Metre | 0100101111011101010011101101100101 0100111101101011010010010010111110 0101101011101001000110101001010100 01001100101001010100101110011101110001 11110101111011010011001111101111011001011 0111110101101000101010010010 010011001101010111010100111100101110 010010101110011100010011110101101000 01010111100110100001010 010011011111101011101001011100100111111101 010011001111010100111110101101010001 01110101 1111010111101101011001111101111011001011 0111011100101110100010110101110100 0101101001101111011110011010101110010111 0100110011100110101100010111111010010 11010010011 010011011100111101101101010100010111101011 010111001010100110011011110111010101001101000100001111 1111010111101101011001111101111011001011 0111100010010001010100101000100010100111010 01010 010011001011001001001011011011100010101100100 111011 0101110011100111111100101011111010011010111 0100110101010101110101011101110010111010100 01011101110001001111010100101001101011001111000010010 11110101111011111001111101111011001011 011110010101011011010100010 |
Characters | 4,173 |
Words | 632 |
Sentences | 7 |
Stanzas | 20 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 3, 2, 1, 1, 1, 2 |
Lines Amount | 29 |
Letters per line (avg) | 120 |
Words per line (avg) | 22 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 174 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 32 |
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