Analysis of ~A Tearful Prayer~
Illusions enforce a wall-less jail, I’m walking through.
I decided to run, after the idea to flee captured me.
Where praying men are laid and set to be like the truth.
As detrimental opinions, birth caged parasitic realities?
Born again, into a world of freedom, once seen from.
The cell block of pain, mirror in right hand, looking left.
At his bruised hands, reaching, with an undying love.
Not only for me, but all, who are faithful unto death.
But would we know how to live again, without pain?
My aching, battered body is buried with the old me.
If my memory serves me correctly, I prayed for change.
A life, free of hate and misery. Yes! I did. The old me...
As this new creature learns to put his left foot down.
Gingerly, after innately placing his right? Openly, I...
Was taught, not to fight, what hurts, and isn't wrong.
Lessons understood now, every move, love is in sight.
When I blink, flashes of love flutter before my eyes…
I squint, and it’s a better view of the things unseen, I...
Faithfully close them, and fall from the heaven’s skies...
To heaven, yet I stand in a fallen world, where I lie...
In hope of a better tomorrow, that’s far from yesterday.
A day his love is present, now, and at the end of later.
And when and if I do make it, will I still cry as I pray?
In his presence and if I don’t, will he keep this prayer?
As I hope, it waters heaven’s garden as I'm weeping.
Because no matter where I go, within my going…
Like on earth, I will be tearfully praying…
That all will make it home, as I’m peacefully departing.
The furthest to his left… for where I’m going, I’ll be…
Happily, and painfully crying, that it’s just only me…
With no gnashing of teeth, please, believe…
If all are…then it’s only logical that I am free…
Note: I'm not in the position to lay my life down, and pick it up.
I am ONLY in the position of prayer, so I pray...
And, the falling tears that will continue to gather are all mines.
Sorry... I think they need me, because I know, I need them!
If I couldn't cry, I wouldn't know what to do...
Besides, pray...
Thanks, for just reading! I love all...
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Metre | 0100101111101 1101110001011101 1101110111101 10100101101010 1010101110111 0111110011101 111110110101 11011111110101 111111101011 11010101101011 11100110101111 011110100111011 111101111111 1001001010111001 11111110101 1001110011101 1111011100111 11010101101011 100110110101 11011100101111 0110100111110 011111010101110 010111111111111 0110011111111 11111010101110 0111011101110 11111110010 11111111100010 0101111111011 100010010111101 111011101 11111101001111 11100010111110111 11100001011111 0010111010110111 10111110111111 111011101111 011 11110111 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 2,154 |
Words | 436 |
Sentences | 38 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 3 |
Lines Amount | 39 |
Letters per line (avg) | 40 |
Words per line (avg) | 10 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 157 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 40 |
About this poem
A deep love and burning desire for all... To be free of pain, hate, and misery, that's all. Because I am only in the position of prayer, so I pray! For all...
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Written on December 11, 2022
Submitted by Philove on December 11, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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