Analysis of I Simply Didn't Want To Waste My Today
I didn't remember the color of the shirt I was wearing yesterday; the exact number of buttons adorning its daintily frilled frontal periphery,
I didn't remember the roads which I frequented yesterday; the routes which I had transgressed upon to reach my destination in an absolute jiffy,
I didn't remember the faces I had encountered yesterday; the fascinating flurry of smiles which had so gorgeously made my wretched day,
I didn't remember the food I had eaten yesterday; the stupendous delicacies which had voraciously tickled intricate cavities in my mouth,
I didn't remember the sleazy television serials I had witnessed yesterday; the comic people on small screen which had made me uninhibitedly laugh; conjured me to
transit into a satisfied slumber,
I didn't remember the shops that I had passed yesterday; the resplendent festoon of gaudy lights and glow that had stolen fractions of my moistened breath and air,
I didn't remember the time when I dozed yesterday; the number of hours I slept in loud snores and perennial peace,
I didn't remember the flavor of tea I had consumed several times yesterday; the heavenly aroma that had imparted loads of ravishing warmth to my fatigued
demeanor,
I didn't remember the flowers which I had smelt yesterday; feasting on the stupendous fragrance that wafted uncontrollably from their robust body,
I didn't remember the unprecedented cavalcade of exotic dreams which I had conceived yesterday; the ingratiating state of tingling excitement that they
had wholesomely rendered me in,
I didn't remember the sounds which I had profoundly heard yesterday; the supremely melodious tunes which had taken complete control of my impoverished body and
soul,
I didn't remember the countless verses I had embossed yesterday; the spell binding tunes which I had harnessed and composed with my very own thick blood,
I didn't remember the birds who had perched on my window yesterday; the boisterous chirps that had added insurmountable exuberance and ardor to my solitary
life,
I didn't remember the birthday celebrations of my wife which had unveiled yesterday; the unfathomable pomp and gaiety that had enveloped my dwelling from each conceivable side as the evening tranquilly descended,
I didn't remember the perfume which I had applied yesterday; the alluring redolence that it had wholesomely besieged me with at ethereal dawn,
I didn't remember the names of the people who had amicably come to meet me yesterday; the marathon hours that I congenially conversed with the same to enlighten my wave of gloomy boredom,
I didn't remember the contemporary planes in which I sat yesterday; the grandiloquently plush interiors; the ornamental glass of ethnic silver in which I had
sipped opulently red wine,
I didn't remember the signature I had executed yesterday; the flamboyant strokes I had delectably chiseled with my swanky pen on the face of the crisp chequebook,
And I didn't even remember the unsurpassable adulation; the fleet of prestigious accolades; that I had received yesterday; all the scintillating awards and marvelous trophies that adorned my translucent mantelpiece,
For if I remembered my yesterday; drowning myself in the glorious past that had circumvented me relentlessly in the past; then my fingers would automatically refrain to work today,
And basking in the glory of yesterday; I simply didn't want to spoil my fabulously rosy today.
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Metre | 11001001010111101000110110010111100100 110010011110010011110101111010011010 110010010110101001001011111111101 110010011110100010100011110100100011 110010010100100111010010101111111111011 100101010 11001001111110001011101011110101110101 110010011111001011011011001001 110010010111101101100100010110101110011101 010 1100100101111101010010101100100110110 1100100010010101011110110001001110001011 111010 1100100111101011000100010011110010111010100 1 1100100101011011001101111100011110111 110010011111110100100111100100010001011100 1 1100100101011111011000100010111010110110100110101010 11001000111101100010111110111101001 110010011010111000111110010101110110110101111010 110010001001011110011010000101110100111 1111 110010010011100100010111110111011011011 011010010010100110101011101101010101001010110101 1110101101010010011101010100001111010100011101 010001011011010111110001001 |
Characters | 3,391 |
Words | 544 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 21 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 27 |
Letters per line (avg) | 103 |
Words per line (avg) | 20 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 133 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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