Analysis of I Missed You - Part 2
There were no tears left in my eyes; wholesomely extricated of the last iota of moisture engulfing the impeccable whites,
There was no sweat left in my arms; horrendously withering towards the whirlpool of absolute extinction,
There were no emotions left in my blood; with its profusely scarlet shades metamorphosing into a lifeless slurry of dolorously colorless water,
There were no dreams left in my mind; preposterously relinquishing its most minuscule reservoir of memory forever,
There was no ambition left in my senses; miserably succumbing to the most infinitesimal matchstick of soggy dirt that encountered them in their way,
There was no color left in my lips; crumbling pathetically like avalanches of insipid ash; at the slightest of nonchalant caress,
There was no euphoria left in my veins; wavering like ludicrous threads in the atmosphere; into a well of deplorable renunciation,
There were no tunes left in my throat; drearily blending with the abysmally barren desert sands; sinking every tangible entity in the treachery of their belly,
There was no passion left in my footsteps; sounding more capricious than the nimble fleeted ant; entirely disappearing beyond the horizons of oblivion even before they were born,
There was no tenacity left in my bones; transiting into frigidly squelched pulp; as the first droplet of rain cascaded from the sky,
There was no mysticism left in my shadow; sprawling like a cloud of nondescript chalk; burying itself infinite kilometers beneath the soil at the most frugal insinuation of darkness,
There was no charisma left in my speech; with all the whispers diffusing from my mouth; sounding worse than the squeak of an imprisoned mouse,
There was no rhapsody left in my actions; with each shoulder I advanced towards the sky; entrenching me perpetually in an overwhelmingly hostile arcade of venomous thorns,
There was no mischief left in my cheeks; with each dimple forming; invidiously dragging me towards the sinister island of tyrannical hell,
There was no semblance left in my persona; as I insanely stuttered towards the island of miserable doom; racing like an untamed warship towards the corridors of self extinction,
There was no inspiration left in my existence; as I collapsed like a pack of ignominious cards to blend with derogatory soil; even under the most flamboyantly sweltering sunshine,
There was no breath left in my nose; perennially annihilating every sign of life from the inner most rudiments of my disastrously mocking caricature,
And there were no beats left in my heart; as it coalesced profoundly with its grave; trudging survival like a lackluster leaf without the remotest trace of vivacity,
As I missed you more than clouds miss this earth O! enchanting Beloved; and although I trespassed every unveiling minute like a ghost with contemporary flesh
and bone; my soul had united with yours O! Beloved; would immortally remain yours forever whether youslept for centuries unprecedented; or took birth as an
infant once again.
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Metre | 101110111100101010110010001001 111110111001000101110010 101010101111010101101010101110010 10111011101001110101100010 111010101101000010101001001110110101011 111101011100010001100111101010101 111010010111001100100100101101000010 101110111101001001010110100100100001001110 1111010111010101010110100010010010101001001101 11101001011100011111011011010101 11110010111010111011100011000100101101100010110 111010101111010010111101101110101 1111001011011101010101010101000010100100111001 111101011111010110101010010101001 1111010101011110101011000110111101010011010 11101010101011011011010011110100110100101001001 1111101101000010010011110101100110100101000 01011101111010101111001010101010010111 1111111111101001011110001010101101001 0111101011101110110101011100010011111 10101 |
Characters | 3,009 |
Words | 485 |
Sentences | 3 |
Stanzas | 18 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 3 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 118 |
Words per line (avg) | 23 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 137 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 27 |
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