Analysis of Hubris
The cacophony of self is my symphony
Dare I say, it is the air I breathe
How do I forget to breathe?
Beautiful word stitching, no meaning
Container, elegantly designed, no content
What a beautiful number pretense is
Played on key hubris
From its acme, I look down
Oh! What height it is
Much invested on my part, for I am at the top
Alone at the top
Devoid of its shadow, truth is bare
Alas, I am afraid of heights
To end it all, I jump from my pride
The cacophony of death is the symphony of peace.
| Scheme | X A A X X B X X B C C X X X X |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | Tetractys (20%) |
| Metre | 001001111100 111110111 1110111 100110110 010100001110 1010010011 11110 1110111 11111 1010111111101 01101 01111111 01110111 111111111 00100111010011 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 512 |
| Words | 114 |
| Sentences | 3 |
| Stanzas | 15 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 15 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 26 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 26 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 7 |
About this poem
It is simply a man that falls from his pride to humility because he was alone at "his top".
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Written on July 25, 2022
Submitted by Zulu on July 24, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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