Analysis of Biscuit Of Black Iron
For me; it was a blissful messiah; as I scribbled boundless lines of exquisitely spell binding literature; with its exotically scintillating nib,
For the butcher; it was his daily bread and butter; as he immaculately sliced hideously distorted bones and meat with its sparkling edge; to optimally gratify his endless repertoire of famished customers,
For the bird; it was an infinitesimal chunk that imparted all the holistic fortification required to her divinely nest; sequestered her innocuous siblings; from gruesomely torrential showers of; tumultuously acrimonious rain,
For the cyclist; it was his ultimate exhilaration to ebulliently lead life; as he insatiably galloped on its shimmeringly rotund strips all night and day; frolicked in the aisles of unprecedented desire; till the time he lived,
For the prisoner; it was his most maniacally depressing stages of existence; as he remorsefully wailed behind its tyrannical monotony; wholesomely helpless to surge even an inch forward,
For the edifice; it was its harmoniously unassailable strength; handsomely blended with glorious ingredients of cement and concrete; magnanimously supporting it
against the most heinous of earthquake; and cataclysmic tornado's,
For the nomad; it was an irascibly pertinent thorn; as it proved to be an ominous misnomer amidst the naturally bountiful foliage; sporadically grazing past the contours of his innocent face and feet; to inflict brutal scabs of viciousness,
For the ship; it was an indispensable angel of incredulously compassionate solidarity; as it held fathomless tons of cargo and kin on its base; churned ahead like a royal prince; unflinchingly even amongst a diabolical battalion of whales and sharks,
For the watch; it was the most glittering tool of success; as it incessantly ticked to candidly divulge scrupulously unveiling time; sagaciously admonished one and all regarding; the cracking of mesmerizing dawn; and the perils of the vindictively
sultry night,
For the dog; it was an elusively ghastly witch; as it broke all his gorgeous fortress of teeth; every time he greedily mistook it; for his robustly tantalizing dinner,
For the lake; it was an abhorrently dreaded monster; as it invidiously infiltrated into its satiny bed; horrendously corrupting the celestial synergy; of its blissfully bequeathing soul,
For the diamond; it was the most barbaric giant on earth alive; as it indefatigably yearned for diffusing grandiloquent glitter and voluptuous aura; incarcerated by all humans behind its morbidly dolorous walls,
For the bloodstream; it was a deleteriously gory impediment; as it slowly corroded and dissipated its disgusting toxins; in the poignantly ecstatic and unending balcony of intricate veins,
For the castle; it was a miraculous savior of vivacious life; as it guarded the grandeur all perilous night with its treacherously serrated periphery; while the Kings and Queens snored impregnably to their hearts content,
For the singer; it was the most priceless possession of her life; as she timelessly held its sparkling body near her melodious throat; reaching the divinity in her enchanting voice; to spell bound audiences; far and wide across the trajectory of this
fathomless planet,
For the teacher; it was the most inevitable tool that he could ever posses; as he controlled countless unruly and rambunctious students; with a single swish of its menacingly bludgeoning swirl,
For the patriot; it was a blessing in blissful disguise; as he majestically held it to confront the most lecherously advancing enemies; beheaded diabolically heinous traitors; with its satanically sharp and shimmering edge,
For the laborer; it was an unfathomably insidious burden; as he fulminated into a river of painstaking perspiration; bearing its disgracefully overwhelming load; upon his nimbly impoverished back,
O! Yes; A blessing in heavenly disguise for some; while the most goriest curse of existence for those frugally remaining; A priceless charm for some; while the most insipid anecdote in life for those synergistically surviving; was the one and only; black
since the very first cry of birth; biscuit of black iron
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Characters | 4,149 |
Words | 639 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 23 |
Lines Amount | 23 |
Letters per line (avg) | 149 |
Words per line (avg) | 28 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 3,416 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 642 |
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