Analysis of Mother & The artist.
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of wonderfully emollient freshness; every unfurling instant of impregnably magnificent existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of spellbindingly undefeated innocence; every unfurling instant of symbiotically pristine existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of timelessly unconquerable truth; every unfurling instant of bounteously magnanimous existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of unfathomably unfettered creativity; every unfurling instant of timelessly burgeoning existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of royally triumphant resplendence; every unfurling instant of unconquerably majestic existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of eternally exhilarating vivaciousness; every unfurling instant of redolently insuperable existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of unbelievably ameliorating optimism; every unfurling instant of marvelously benign existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of brilliantly liberated camaraderie; every unfurling instant
of iridescently inscrutable existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of unshakably virgin righteousness; every unfurling instant of beautifully untainted existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of uninhibitedly heavenly frolic; every unfurling instant of tantalizingly sensuous existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of compassionately humanitarian friendship; every unfurling instant of magically mitigating existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of miraculously everlasting freshness; every unfurling instant
of invincibly coalescing existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of pricelessly ubiquitous oneness; every unfurling instant
of robustly blessed existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of unbreakably Omnipotent desire; every unfurling instant of victoriously effulgent existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of unceasingly reinvigorating fantasy; every unfurling minute of oignantly charismatic existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of insurmountably intrepid enchantment; every unfurling minute of rhapsodically unhindered existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of Omnisciently tranquil serenity; every unfurling instant of endlessly bestowing existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of perpetually fragrant breath; every unfurling instant
of Omnipresently benevolent existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of Immortally ardent love; every unfurling instant of limitlessly fructifying existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of fantastically alleviating poetry; every unfurling instant
of boundlessly splendid existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms
into an infinite children of fabulously effervescent tanginess; every unfurling instant of spiritually uplifting existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of unlimitedly enlightening Sunshine; every unfurling instant of infallibly luminescent existence,
A mother might bear just a single child in 9 months; but an artist blossoms into an infinite children of immaculately godly melody; every unfurling instant of amiably melanging existence,
Because. And Only Because. A Mother is; has and shall for times immemorial
remain the Greatest Sculptor of every organism on this astoundingly multiplying Universe; A Mother is the Greatest Artist.
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Metre | 010111010101111010011100101100011010001010110100010 010111010101111010 0111001011010100100010101110010 01011101010111101001110010111110001010110100010 010111010101111010 011100101101001001000101011100010 010111010101111010 01110010110001011000101011010010 010111010101111010 01110010101000100110001010111010 01011101010111101001110010101001100100010101100001010 010111010101111010011100101100100010010001010 110100010 010111010101111010011100101110100100010101100010010 010111010101111010 0111001011100101000101011000100010 010111010101111010 011100101010000100101000101011000100010 010111010101111010011100101010000101010001010 11010010 010111010101111010 011100101101001010001010 1101010 0101110101011110100111001011010001010001010111010 0101110101011110100111001011010010010001010110010010 01011101010111101001110010110100101000101011010010 0101110101011110100111001011100100100010101100010010 0101110101011110100111001010100010110001010 110100010 010111010101111010011100101110110001010111010 0101110101011110100111001010100010010010001010 1110010 010111010101111010 011100101100001011000101011000010010 0101110101011110100111001011010011000101011010010 010111010101111010011100101010001010010001010110001010 01010010101101110100 0101010110010011010010010010101010 |
Characters | 4,761 |
Words | 721 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 24 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 2 |
Lines Amount | 38 |
Letters per line (avg) | 105 |
Words per line (avg) | 19 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 166 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 30 |
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