Analysis of Dead Glory
Greeshma Nandanan 1988 (Chennai)
A beauty,
they called her,
She was white
as snow,
There wasn't a single man,
whom
she didn't know,
A thousand women,
she'd feasted upon,
For her skin so tender,
so silky,
as dawn.
But who was to know
that her skin
white as snow?
Was a crimson deal
with the dead,
6 feel below?
And now,
the men knew her
as the only woman,
Who remained alive,
When the rest
were no more.
Scheme | ABCDEFDGHBAIDJDKLDMBGNOP |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 010 110 111 11 1100101 1 1101 01010 11001 101110 110 11 11111 101 111 10101 101 101 01 0110 101010 10101 101 011 |
Closest metre | Iambic dimeter |
Characters | 373 |
Words | 92 |
Sentences | 4 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 24 |
Lines Amount | 24 |
Letters per line (avg) | 12 |
Words per line (avg) | 3 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 276 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 74 |
About this poem
The macabre story of a woman's beauty secret.
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Written on December 08, 2013
Submitted by greeshma.nandanan on July 31, 2022
Modified on March 06, 2023
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