Analysis of Pretty Boy



He's my pretty boy
He never says hi
Or even goodbye
He always walks in his void

There's no substance
Not even a voice
Nothing I can feel in that face
Only a statue
Wandering in all of his grace

I want to touch him
And see him
For who is really there
I want to know him
And maybe feel a tiny feel of hair

With eyes like mine
That see the things I really don't have to see
I saw a boy
Who probably saw me


Scheme ABBX XXCXC DDEDE XFAF
Poetic Form
Metre 11101 11011 1101 111011 1110 11001 10111011 1001 10001111 11111 011 111101 11111 0101010111 1111 11011101111 1101 110011
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 406
Words 92
Sentences 1
Stanzas 4
Stanza Lengths 4, 5, 5, 4
Lines Amount 18
Letters per line (avg) 17
Words per line (avg) 5
Letters per stanza (avg) 78
Words per stanza (avg) 22

About this poem

It's about the feeling of longing, wanting to get closer/connect with someone on a deeper level but being unable to because there's nothing to know, no soul.

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Written on April 23, 2024

Submitted by fallonmatabiele on April 24, 2024

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Tatum Hendricks

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