Inner
In the twilight hours of thought,
When body is weary
Yet mind sleeps not,
Confrontations of a struggle hide
Behind shrouds of inner peace.
I tremble beneath this veil,
A cloud of centered confusion
Infused at once with aspiring brevity
And more than a share of dalliance.
Behold now, the advent of the altruistic.
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Submitted on May 01, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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Quick analysis:
Scheme | XAXXX XXAXX |
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Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 304 |
Words | 54 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 5 |
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