Analysis of FREE
Salwa 2007 (Abbotabad)
The secret chit-chats in the corner arouse. Standing in the middle, I was just a loner drowned in thoughts.
The small talks here and there frighten. The brain explodes as the surreal thoughts enrol.
The random stares of the judgmental confuse me as I picture another anxiety attack.
All whilst my heart and brain advance in a decisive fight.
As sweat drips and my hand presses, the curtains of hell undress.
Just a step would escape me from the perplexing lot, better take it before my flesh starts to rot.
As I run away hysterically, thankful, I am , for the mellow friendship of a dear tree.
Boy, nothing better than the feeling of being FREE.
| Scheme | ABCDEFGG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 01011001001100010111010101 011101100101100111 0101100100111110010010001 11110101000101 111011100101101 101101110010110110111111 1110110010111010101011 1101010101101 |
| Characters | 646 |
| Words | 122 |
| Sentences | 10 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 64 |
| Words per line (avg) | 15 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 512 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 116 |
About this poem
A short poem about what a person with social anxiety thinks about high school life and the challenges of socialising with other kids.
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Written on October 21, 2022
Submitted by salwamhuss on October 21, 2022
Modified on April 27, 2023
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