Analysis of My Faith In God -When I Felt I Was Dying
With every majestic sunset making way for the Immaculate moon; that astoundingly depicted the multifarious shades of this Universe—which was a gift from the Omnipotent Creator,
With every draught of exuberant wind; that evolved into a whole new mist of rhapsodic excitement; out of sheer and insipid nothingness,
With every dainty petal of the poignant rose; that permeated a scent of oneness in the otherwise monotonously subjugated atmosphere,
With every vivacious stroke of the mesmerizing rainbow; that charmed the entire Universe; fraught with its own inexplicably unsolicited misery,
With every infinitesimal speck of the atmosphere; that invincibly clung to the bodies of us living beings; befriending an entire Universe of solidarity-from its own realms of isolation and despair,
With every step that marched forward to maintain the royal equilibrium of life; ensure that life went on despite anything and everything; but only by the grace of God,
With every flight of unbridled fantasy; that made even the most inconspicuously ordinary of living being; catapult beyond the definitions of desire,
With every squeak that escaped the throat; triumphantly piercing the bizarre sullenness and silence of the atmosphere with a desire to be embraced by one and all,
With every sensuously tantalizing night; that unfurled into the morning of a bountifully optimistic and brilliant dawn,
With every solemn pledge of goodwill in the graveyard; that bedazzled the ghastly silence of remorseful death; with a new found longing to disseminate love and life,
With every rumble of inscrutable thunder in the sky; that brought alongwith it the optimistic promise of rain; an infallible reason to cheer in the aisles of ecstasy,
With every inimitably righteous footprint left on soil; that carved an entire pathway of unflinching goodness; love and peace; as the quintessential elements to lead life with,
With every idea that uninhibitedly germinated from the brain; blossoming into boundless sparks of freshness; to unite the entire planet into the religion of love,
With every affable outgrowth that joyously leapt out of soil; instantaneously engulfed with the blessed rays of the Sun; after an equally compassionate cuddling by mother soil,
With every handshake executed between people of all race; religion and color; paving way for the most immortal and unassailable religion of humanity,
With every lump of frigidly asphyxiating snow; that perseveringly labored its way to becoming the most adorable stream of love; as its eventual outcome,
With every step traversing on the road not taken; permeating robotic chunks of the atmosphere with tantalizing splashes of adventure,
With every anecdote of failure that strengthened one's resolve to succeed all the more; metamorphosing every bit of morbid ash into an opportunity to holistically survive,
My faith in God grew; as irrespective of whatever has happened or would happen from now on; I know it would be for the good—
As God is my faith; God is my life- God gives me the power to symbiotically survive with one and all till the time he commanded-
And whenever he decides to take me away from this earth of his; I sincerely pray from my heart and soul to him; to be able to utter his name in poetry and song; when I felt I was dying.
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| Metre | 1100010110110010011010001001111101101100100010 11001101001101010111101001011101100 11001010101011100011100010110010 1100010110100111001010111101000100100 1100001001101011110101110100101010101010011111010001 110011110101010010011011111011001011010111 110011010100111001110011010100100101010 1100110101010010001101010101001011011101 110011001101010101010100101 11001011110011101010101011011101010101 11001010100100011111001010111010010110011100 110011011111110101101010101100101001111 110001011100101100011011101100101001001011 11001001111111010000110111011011000100101101 1100110001101110100101011010100010001010100 11001110100111101110100101001111101001 1100101010111010010110101100101010 11001011011010110110111001110101101001101 1101110010110110111011111111101 111111111111010110111011011010 00101111101111111010111101111110110110100011111110 |
| Characters | 3,290 |
| Words | 531 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 21 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 21 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 128 |
| Words per line (avg) | 25 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 128 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 25 |
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