Analysis of Will Never lose
The Sun might slowly and slowly lose all its ferociously blazing rays; remorsefully withering behind the languid horizons; for times immemorial,
The stars might slowly and slowly lose all their scintillating shimmer; eventually appearing as nonchalantly lackadaisical stones in the firmament of fathomlessly barren sky,
The oceans might slowly and slowly lose all their ravishingly tangy salt; sullenly metamorphosing into boundless kilometers of corrugated dry rubble and
worthlessly invidious sand,
The deserts might slowly and slowly lose all their regally fascinating majesty; disdainfully transforming into obsolete mirages of derogatorily dilapidated
despondence,
The mountains might slowly and slowly lose all their unconquerably shimmering peaks; being transited into capriciously fugitive dust; as ghastly earthquakes
tumultuously plundered them,
The roses might slowly and slowly lose all their enchantingly enamoring redolence; limply shedding all their bountifully burgeoning petals into a livid heap; for the wastrel parasites to devour,
The forests might slowly and slowly lose all their enigmatically jubilant trees; ludicrously shriveling into a cadaverously macabre heap; as the onslaught of
inclement drought austerely tightened its pugnacious grip,
The Moon might slowly and slowly lose all its resplendently milky shimmer; eventually succumbing like a diminutive mosquito; to the thunderously
diabolical conglomerate of obnoxiously grey clouds,
The soldier might slowly and slowly lose all his irrefutably dazzling integrity; uxoriously yieldingthe secrets of his motherland; in order to save his skin from hedonistically indescribable torture,
The nightingale might slowly and slowly lose all its astoundingly mellifluous charisma; pathetically plummeting into an eternal slumber out of sheer tiredness; even as the atmosphere outside died a billion times every minute; without its golden voice,
The mirror might slowly and slowly lose all its unequivocally righteous sparkle; shattering into an infinite pieces of grotesquely cacophonic distortion; at the slightest cry of the satanically rampaging devil,
The fortress might slowly and slowly lose all its invincibly Herculean strength; obnoxiously crumbling like a pack of frigidly lugubrious cards; as its foundations inexplicably gave away,
The sky might slowly and slowly lose all its beautifully iridescent effulgence; being horrifically adulterated by monotonously venomous spacecrafts and indiscriminately pulverizing missiles,
The bones might slowly and slowly lose all their unflinchingly altruistic tenacity; eventually falling a lame prey to the vagaries of the maliciously parasitic and ruthlessly conventional society,
The clocks might slowly and slowly lose all their meticulously fantastic essence of time; as the electric pace of maligned viciousness in the colossal planet today; insatiably overshadowed them with their bane,
The clouds might slowly and slowly lose all their voluptuously tantalizing moisture; dreadfully vanishing into the corpses of insipidly fretful meaninglessness; as the blanket of panoramically fructifying green disappeared from the trajectory of this fathomless Universe,
The conscience might slowly and slowly lose all its magnificently aristocratic armor of spell binding truth; to inevitably survive amidst the pack of vengefully marauding and manipulatively decrepit wolves,
The nostril might slowly and slowly lose all its vivaciously exuberant breath; with the graveyards of truculently penalizing death perniciously creeping in from every conceivable side,
But come what may; the doors of my passionately fulminating heart will always be open for you; and even if I had to take an infinite births yet again; I will never lose even an evanescent iota of my patience; I will forever wait for you; you and till
the time you make me your breath; forever make me only you.
Scheme | A X XX XB BX C XX AB C B AX B X X B B X XX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011100101110100101110001010010110100 0111001011111001000010110100100100111101 01011001011111111011001011001100 101001 01011001011110010010010100110010110100 1 010110010111110011010001010010011101 1101 01011001011110100111011110010010101101101010 010110010111110011000100010101011011 0101101010101 011100101111101001000010100100010101 010001001111 0101100101111100010011101110010111111010010 0100110010111010010100100010001101010111100101010111010110010011101 0101100101110100010101000111001010101010101011011010 01011001011110100111001011101001110100100101 0111001011110001011010100111001001000110 0111001011110100100010001001110100100100010010001000100 0111001011101000010101110010110110000010100110101111 011100101111100101001000101011101101011110110010011110 010110010111010000010101110110100001010111010010101 0101100101111010011011110011100110001001 111101111000111111011010111111100110111101101010010111011010111101 011111101011101 |
Characters | 3,883 |
Words | 558 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 18 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2 |
Lines Amount | 25 |
Letters per line (avg) | 131 |
Words per line (avg) | 22 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 182 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 31 |
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