Analysis of Peculiar Love
How can life be grand?
When love turns into sand?
Emotions get torn,
Real tears start to form
Rivers of misery,
The sour taste of entropy!
It gets harder to cope
Agony silences hope,
Rancor takes hold,
Of my broken up soul,
As I ail for what once was,
My peculiar love.
| Scheme | A A X X B B C C X X X X |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 11111 111011 01011 11111 101100 01011100 111011 1001001 1011 111011 1111111 10101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 258 |
| Words | 52 |
| Sentences | 5 |
| Stanzas | 12 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 12 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 17 |
| Words per line (avg) | 4 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 17 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 4 |
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