Analysis of Bitter Cold
A freezing feeling,
A sinking feeling,
The devils dealings,
Turning purple, I feel it now,
Dear deaths grips upon my throat,
Choking out what little life I had left in me,
Singing sweet melodies into my ear,
But no, that won’t stop the fear.
| Scheme | AABCDEFG |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 01010 01010 01010 10101111 1110111 101110111101 1011000111 1111101 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 257 |
| Words | 54 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 8 |
| Lines Amount | 8 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 187 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 44 |
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Written on June 01, 2022
Submitted by jackson07907 on June 01, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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