Analysis of Cry
If only my tears; could forever wash away the brutal disparities of mankind; the invidious discrimination that divided the spellbindingly united human race; into salacious segments of nothingness,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the devastating loneliness from every hapless orphans face; the deplorably crucifying solitude that it faced at the hands of amorphously heartless destiny,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the preposterously crippling blackness from every blind eye; cadaverously hurtling towards the coffins of hopelessness right since the first cry of birth,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the baselessly maiming idiosyncrasies in the name of religion; which transformed life harder than the most obdurate of stone; every unfurling instant,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the feckless abhorrence from every prejudiced heart; which criminally masticated even the freshest form of existence; into meaningless bits of oblivion,
If only my tears; could forever wash away disdainfully emaciating impoverishment; those inevitably stabbing pangs of hunger which converted even the most sensible living being; into an unkempt devil,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the obnoxiously venomous smoke and dust from every blissful leaf on the city streets; the maliciously deteriorating human spit that dribbled down the tree roots,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the senseless negativities from each living brain; the inexplicably traumatizing depression that worthlessly rendered exuberant life; as a sinfully lifeless pillar,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the footprints of vindictively assassinating anarchy; the inconsolable wounds inflicted upon the nimble; by the hedonistic Lordships of malevolently corrupt power,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the livid superiority in every mans voice; the wretchedly lambasting domination that he abominably asserted on every sacred woman's womb,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the inextricably lethal scars left on mother nature's belly; by rampantly pulverizing powerhouses of robotic commercialism,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the surreptitiously blasphemous glances; which were cast on every innocuous widow's countenance; by the rapaciously thwarted society outside,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the stains of morbidly gory blood; which ignominiously flourished on the heart of mother earth; after every heartlessly
massacring war,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the inveterate arrogance of human creation; the inanely beheading aridness that even the closest of blood-relations displayed to each other; in pursuit of worldly greed and fame,
If only my tears; could forever wash away every divorce that unceremoniously occurred between a husband and wife; the non-existent suspicions that they harbored against
each other,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the disastrously impeaching emptiness in every source of existence; the unfathomable trauma of having to lead life to the fullest;
without the priceless beloved,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the shame of every naked organism on the tawdrily freezing streets; the ramifications of intolerable penuriousness that wafted from every exploited and malnourished chest,
If only my tears; could forever wash away the silence of despairingly uncouth death; the state of irrevocably lamenting helplessness that then enshrouded every ingredient of the atmosphere,
Then. O! Yes absolutely and irrefutably then. Irrespective of how cowardly the world outside termed me to be. I was prepared to forever and ever and ever cry.
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Metre | 110111010101010010011100100001010100101010101010101100 1101110101010100100110010101011101111011110100 11011101010101100101100111100101011001101111 11011101010101100001000110101011101011001110001010 11011101010101001011001001110001100101101001100110100 1101110101011010001001010001011101010100110010100110110 1101110101010110010111001011010100100010001011101011 1101110101010101111010010010101110010011011010 1101110101010111010010001101001010100101110110 110111010101010001000100110100010010111010110010101 110111010101001000101111010101111001100100 1101110101010010010010101110001001010010110010011 11011101010101110010111101011101101001 10001 1101110101010010010011001001010111001011010011110001110101 1101110101011000110100001010100101010010111001 110 11011101010100100010100010011010001000101101111010 0101001 1101110101010111001010010110100010101000111011001000101 11011101010101011111011010000101001101010001001010 11101001100101110001111111110110100100101 |
Characters | 3,673 |
Words | 555 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 2, 2, 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 22 |
Letters per line (avg) | 138 |
Words per line (avg) | 25 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 160 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 29 |
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