Analysis of Whispers of Hope
The world, a mist, I barely wade,
In it, a path, I've just surveyed.
Now it's light, a gentle blow,
In the heart, hope begins to grow.
Through the desert, lost, I roamed,
Ate salt, my spirit combated and combed.
Now on the steed of joy, I stride,
The soul's pain, no longer to abide.
| Scheme | AABB CCDD |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Quatrain |
| Metre | 01011101 01011101 1110101 00110111 1010111 11110101 11011111 011110101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 284 |
| Words | 63 |
| Sentences | 4 |
| Stanzas | 2 |
| Stanza Lengths | 4, 4 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 104 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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This poem is about hope
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