Analysis of But Still Loving You And Only You
Strip all the inimitably bountiful melody from my voice; heartlessly leaving me to wander; through the aimless streets of cacophonic incongruity and thwarted obstreperousness,
Strip all the immaculately enriched artistry from my fingers; uncouthly leaving me to claw my way; through a robotic matchbox of maniacally manipulative and corporate darkness,
Strip all the spirit to philanthropically hoist from my shoulders; diabolically leaving me without a singleton mission on this earth; and shirking further and further away from the fabric of miraculous humanity,
Strip all the unfathomably passionate yearning from my eyes; parasitically leaving me in a dungeon of vindictive blackness; where all I could sight were the ghosts of monotonous give and take,
Strip all the undaunted compassionate from my chest; sinfully leaving me in a slush-pile of pathetically lame meaninglessness; wildly groping in every conceivable direction for the warmth of fresh creation,
Strip all the exultating rhythm of adventure from my feet; disastrously leaving me to follow the same treacherous route to shame; every monstrous day and viciously marauding night,
Strip all the insuperable temerity from my teeth; hopelessly leaving me to wantonly suck every ounce of benign achievement; from every fathomable bosom that I encountered my way on the trajectory of soil,
Strip all the victoriously bedazzling romance from my skin; morbidly leaving me in a coffin of hateful lamentation; with even the most sensuously hilted knives floundering to have the tiniest effect on my soul,
Strip all the ubiquitously enthralling fantasy from my brain; grievously leaving me to squander an infinite miles; under the treacherously acrimonious rays of the afternoon Sun; and crippling sinking sand beneath my feet,
Strip all the zealous tenacity from my bones; abysmally leaving me to fret and ludicrously regret; tossing like an impotent idiot as the hideous devil massacred and violently rampaged through my motherland,
Strip all the untamed ardor from my sweat; preposterously leaving me like the ultimate beggar of my time; unrelentingly staggering on obdurate ground; without the most infinitesimal wings of desire,
Strip all the unparalleled sensitivity from my spine; abjectly leaving me to squeak till death; in the gutters of fetid moroseness and deliriously beheading practicality,
Strip all the spell-binding humanitarian valor from my blood; wretchedly leaving me to solely sight my reflection in mud; seek solace in the utmost hell's of obscurity; far from the most invisible cry of eternal living kind,
Strip all the burgeoning virility from my loins; mercilessly leaving me in victimizing morasses of incarceration; unable to blissfully emboss even a footprint of mine on earth; even after an infinite births and deaths,
Strip all the enlivening rhapsody from my lips; agonizingly leaving me to squabble and sob; even as the most unassailable epitomes of success and happiness; profusely kissed my doorstep,
Strip all the unshakably divine truth from my conscience; unsparingly leaving me to confront each instant of passing life; abominably entangled in a jailhouse of blood-stained chicanery and thorns,
Strip all the unconquerable fieriness from my breath; banefully leaving me to unceasingly gape amongst lividly infertile patches of sky; with the true elixir of my existence evaporating; even before it could be born,
Strip all the perpetually passionate ardor of my heart; cursedly leaving me in the graveyards of baselessly penalizing war; where the only diet that existed day and night; was that of symbiotic blood and human breath,
And you'll eventually get my body- living the life of a gruesomely
dead corpse; but still loving you and only you O! heavenly beloved;
and with an intensity which was an infinite times even greater; than
when I was naturally and perfectly alive.
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Metre | 11011001001111101110101011101000101 110010000110011101101111110101110100010010 11010111111011010101001011101010010011010101000100 110110010111110100101010101111100110100101 1100100100111110100111010001110100100010001010111010 110110101011101001011100110011110010101000101 110101001111001011100110011010101100100010110101110010011 1101101111100101001011011100111110011010001111 11011100111100101110110011001010011001101001010111 11010010011101001011101000011011100100101001010001000011110 1101101111101101001011111001100101010010011010 11001001001111101111100101101010100100 110110010010111100101110011010011100011101001101010011010101 1101000100111100010101000010100100101100011001111110101100101 1100100100111100001011100110101010011010100010111 11010111110110110111011011010001111010001 110111111101111011010101110101011010010010011111 11001000100101111101001111001101010101010111101010101 010100011101001101 11111010101110001 0110100111100110101 1111000010001 |
Characters | 3,869 |
Words | 600 |
Sentences | 2 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 4 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 145 |
Words per line (avg) | 27 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 168 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 32 |
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