Analysis of Touch
When I dared to touch the fiery and pugnacious ball of Sun; I got instantly electrocuted,
All the animate cells in my body got mercilessly charred; and I was decimated to a residue of finely chiseled black powder.
When I inadvertently touched acid bubbling in the dark crucible; my hands were rendered lifeless by the impact,
Loud screams of anguish echoed from my mouth; water globules rolled down my cheek; as I possessed insipid capacity to bear the pain.
When I touched red chili sprouting from the soil with my hands; there was a disdainful rash that spread on my skin,
Sizzling currents of electricity rain down my spine; succeeded by a feeling of sudden blindness in my eyes; as some of it had managed to enter the same.
When I touched bare wires of light with the rain pelting down; my body shook like a torrential volcano,
The conglomerate of my teeth chattered incessantly; and I fell down on the ground unconscious; inaudibly crying for water.
When I touched frozen ice strewn in abundance on slopes of the colossal mountain range; I felt my blood slightly freeze,
My hands went partially numb with sheer inability to move; and there was no sensation even when I punctured them with hot needles.
When I touched the aromatic elixir of petrol; there arose a deplorable stench in the air,
I was soon battling for life; encompassed in entirety by hostile flames; as someone in vicinity had alighted a matchstick.
When I gently touched the serrated green skin of the alligator; mistaking it for a jeweled fantasy island,
The beast made no mistakes; instead scrupulously dismantled my flesh from bone; before devouring me as a relishing meal.
When I touched wild blades of African grass standing tall at the equator; I felt inevitable sensations of itching besieging my persona,
Blotches of red soon enveloped my innocuous face; small rivulets of blood trickled down; as an aftermath of the raw scratching.
When I touched strongly blended white adhesive paint; presuming it to be frosty milk,
My palms irrevocably stuck to the concoction; and inspite of Herculean effort from my side; I was simply unable to free my grip.
And eventually when I touched her lips; wound my arms around her in an air tight embrace;
All my obstacles seemed to be vanquished; it was as if I was in the middle of a grandiloquent reverie; with the bond of our love growing perpetually stronger; as the minutes unleashed.
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| Metre | 1111101000010111111000100 1010010110110001011100101011010110 11010011010000110011010101001 111101011110111111101101001101 11111010101111110010111111 10010101001111010101011010011111111011001 11111011101101110110010010 0010011110100011110110010010110 1111011001011100101011111101 111100111010011011101010111011110 1110010010110101001001001 1111001101000100110111001001101 111010101110100010110110010 01110101100001011110101001101001 11111110011011001011010000101100101010 101110101010011111101111010110 111101010101010111101 110100011001001101001011111100101111 00100011101111010011101 111001111011111100101001001001011101100100010101001 |
| Characters | 2,392 |
| Words | 414 |
| Sentences | 10 |
| Stanzas | 10 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
| Lines Amount | 20 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 97 |
| Words per line (avg) | 21 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 194 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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