Analysis of Pain



PAIN
I wonder past these hour prances.
The rebel never gets compressed, and so
I ask of you un-depressed.
Pain! Do you feel what I feel?
Do you realize the value of heal?

I question if you ever do!
When the ground once was the golden
land,
but now lives as the death stand!
When the sky once rummaged down for
me,
but now moves away in search of glee!
When the game was once a game, but
now is a cutthroat name!

Tell me, pan! Tell me?!!
What ever caused you to rain down so
harsh? Not all the children are the part of
the mass.
Who did you serve for such a destruction,
that doomed the entire world into an
illusion?

Tell me, pain!!!! My scream shall not be
in vain!!!!

Innocents are scare in this realm,
But does that mean there’s nothing to be
whelmed?? Nothing to be protected and
nothing to be respected?!
If the world is unfair then how can we live
here?

“Nothing lasts forever”
Is what flashes, everytime I hope for
something beside ashes!
 But as each day ripples. YOU make me
watch as my hope gets crippled.
As those flames wash away the ice in
me,
And dress me with bruises that cannot
be fled
Scream pain! Scream!!! Scream me your
reply for which I waited these poisonous
days!

My throat is sore for what my voice bore.
My hand stealthy, of any binds. My mind
swarming over and over and over,
Wary of thinking what would be next for
an uncover.

Help me! Help me out, pain!

I screamed at you as I never got to
scream at myself. A scream where you
yell like you bleed.
But never does a voice lead.
A scream where your eyes are sore with
streams but no eco of your sob deems.
A scream where you claw at those bars
knowing that,
No one is listening upon your scars.

Did I scare you, my friend? I cannot
expect you to loosen your weight, but I
can request you to halfen your own self,
Being the one of mine, I beg you to
enshrine.

Not a curse this time, but a blessing that
will entwine us to the string of peace. The
string we are dying for, the string we are
living for. The string we are edging for,
the string we are begging for!

Promise me pain. Promise me!


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Poetic Form
Metre 1 110111010 0101010101 1111101 1111111 111001011 11011101 10111010 1 1111011 10111011 1 111010111 10111011 11011 11111 110111111 1110101011 01 1111110010 1100101011 010 11111111 01 10011011 111111011 110110100 1011010 10110111111 1 101010 111010111 100110 111110111 1111110 111101010 1 011110110 11 111111 01111101100 1 111111111 1110110111 1010010010 1011011111 1010 111111 1111111011 1110111 1111 1101011 01111111 111101111 01111111 101 1111000111 111111110 0111101111 101111111 1001111111 01 1011110101 1011101110 1111010111 1010111101 0111101 1011101
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 2,031
Words 407
Sentences 43
Stanzas 12
Stanza Lengths 6, 9, 7, 2, 6, 12, 5, 1, 9, 5, 5, 1
Lines Amount 68
Letters per line (avg) 23
Words per line (avg) 6
Letters per stanza (avg) 132
Words per stanza (avg) 34
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Submitted on April 13, 2021

Modified on March 05, 2023

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