Analysis of Homage to My Lord
Of all his saints do marches come with grace.
Dance through time to ungodly tunes.
Let heavenly stars unfold in your hands
whenever you wrestle with your darkness.
Celebrate my fruit within your garden
when I bleed me into your soul.
For within your electric body lies a fountain
that waits for you to purify worldly deeds.
Childish tears consume feverish clouds,
and an olive branch becomes my walking stick
when my time has come to dance
through your golden halls of jubilation.
Rectify me holistic creed of my youth
to absorb every drop of your Divine spirit.
Shelter me within your motherly arms
and sanctify your marshmallow children who
wither into ashes inside your worthy belly.
Scheme | ABCDEFEGHIJEKLMNO |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111110111 11110101 1100101011 0101101110 101101110 11110111 1011010101010 1111110101 101011001 01101011101 1111111 111011010 1010101111 1011001110110 1010111001 0100110101 1001100111010 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 670 |
Words | 117 |
Sentences | 8 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 17 |
Lines Amount | 17 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 7 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 561 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 117 |
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Submitted on May 02, 2011
Modified on March 05, 2023
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