Analysis of Thanatos
I look upon this man before me.
Happiness in his stone face? Not one bit.
Only to be hated, mocked, all that stuff.
For surely, this creature, deserves it?
They call him, Thanatos,
A demon.
For he is but silent, savage, scarred.
A man of nothing.
He stares at me, blue eyes locked.
Demon!
Who knows nothing.
But pain.
For all see him the same way.
He pleas, a cry, so
Soft, sentient , scarred.
Weeps,
For he knows only,
Pain.
Red stains on his hands,
Unwillingly. He himself commanded.
To be hateful of all,
Unwillingly. He himself demanded.
To know freedom, friendship, love, joy.
Unwillingly. He himself refuses.
To end it now?
Unwillingly. He himself, chooses…
Scheme | ABXB CDEF XDFGX CECAG CHXHXCXC |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 110111011 1000111111 1011101111 110110011 1111 010 111110101 01110 1111111 10 1110 11 1111011 11011 111 1 11110 1 11111 0100101010 111011 0100101010 11101011 0100101010 1111 010010110 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 787 |
Words | 144 |
Sentences | 25 |
Stanzas | 5 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 5, 5, 8 |
Lines Amount | 26 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 100 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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The poem is intended to be read very slowly
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