Analysis of Empty Garden
As the sun goes down;
my loneliness grows.
In my apathy, I drown;
to dust, returns my rose.
In my empty garden;
nothing beautiful grows.
Dirt is the only pardon;
not even water flows.
It is barren and lifeless;
not even the flies visit.
In this misery, is bliss;
as, I alone, I sit.
This garden knows no love;
only sacrifice lives here.
No promises from above;
only pain and despair.
So, as one, I sit;
bitterly, the wind blows.
All I feel is the grit;
and suffering is all that grows.
Scheme | ABAB CBCB XXXD EXEX DBDB |
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Poetic Form | Quatrain (60%) Etheree (25%) |
Metre | 10111 11001 0110011 110111 011010 101001 1101010 110101 1110010 1100110 0110011 110111 110111 101011 1100101 101001 11111 100011 111101 01001111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 466 |
Words | 92 |
Sentences | 10 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
Lines Amount | 20 |
Letters per line (avg) | 18 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 73 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 18 |
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Submitted on February 05, 2015
Modified on March 05, 2023
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