Analysis of This "Masterpiece"
This masterpiece a work of art, an affront to all my senses.
Tombstones of the dreams I've killed have built up my defenses.
Still further blurred the years I've learned to hate all we've become.
This world is curbed to round the heard the ignorant and dumb.
Though loving smiles cradle me through burnings of the ages.
And comfort warms so readily, yet still the war it rages.
Scheme | ABCCBA |
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Poetic Form | Sestain |
Metre | 110011110111110 1101111111010 11010111111101 11111101010001 11011011101010 010111001101110 |
Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 377 |
Words | 73 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 6 |
Lines Amount | 6 |
Letters per line (avg) | 50 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 299 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 68 |
About this poem
Thoughts about stuff. The title is not what I think of the poem.
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