Analysis of "How Our Melodies Differed"
She liked the chords of the guitar, but all I ever was, was a hopeless romantic melody of the piano.
A rose in the bouquet full of dandelions that she wanted.
The rain in the spring, full of butterflies and blooming flowers.
A bright morning sunshine for her, the moon that she loved talking to at night.
And yeah, a bandage for her pain that she always wanted.
Even though I survived her lows and enjoyed her highs, it doesn't necessarily mean I should be the one, right?
Piano's never guitar, even though the melodies are the same.
Roses are never dandelions, even though they bloom.
Rains are pretty annoying, but springs when all those flowers bloom.
Sunshines aren't nights.
And bandages can't heal those wounds.
Scheme | XAXBA B XCCXX |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011001111101101001010010010 010001111001110 01001111001010 01101100111110111 0101010111110 101101010010111001001111011 01010011010100101 1011010010111 111001011111101 1101 01001111 |
Closest metre | Iambic octameter |
Characters | 719 |
Words | 138 |
Sentences | 11 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 5, 1, 5 |
Lines Amount | 11 |
Letters per line (avg) | 52 |
Words per line (avg) | 11 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 189 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 42 |
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Written on September 26, 2023
Submitted by rubinshakya12345 on November 23, 2023
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