Analysis of Oceans Of love.
A handful of salt to impregnate flavor in my lackadaisical food; relish the most tantalizingly exotic meal of my life; for centuries immemorial,
A handful of smiles to enlighten the trajectory of my derogatorily sullen lips; punctuate my lugubriously dreary entrenchment of solitude; with triumphantly
ebullient cheer,
A handful of empathy to marvelously pacify my treacherously disheveled eyes; inundate their regretfully stony whites with unfathomable charisma and voluptuous charm,
A handful of muscle to stupendously refurbish my flailing arms; grant them the sparkling tenacity to exuberantly surge forward with profound gusto of life,
A handful of pristine water to gorgeously placate my traumatically agonizing throat; bountifully replenish even the most infinitesimal of my senses with the most
ingratiating gift of God,
A handful of flirtation to mischievously titillate my monotonously beleaguered soul; handsomely mitigate me of my apprehensions in the chapter of monotonously
uncouth life,
A handful of blood to astoundingly rejuvenate my pathetically diminishing nerves; trigger even the most lividly devastated arenas of my visage; on a voyage of
poignantly crimson fire,
A handful of cloth to fantastically embellish my disastrously shriveled body; beautifully instill a wave of amiable compassion in each of my devastatingly
debilitating senses,
A handful of fragrance to divinely mesmerize my penuriously staggering countenance; metamorphose me forever and ever and ever into a cloud of mystically ravishing paradise,
A handful of inebriation to magnificently tranquilize my preposterously rambunctious voice; blend my disdainfully wavering spirit with the rhythmic
pulsations of the divine,
A handful of resilience to add boundless sparks to my abominably defeated stride; majestically instilling in me the ability to confront the most horrendously
acrimonious of impediments that came my side,
A handful of mascara to vibrantly illuminate my dismally drooping eyelashes; perpetuating me to erupt into an unrelenting festoon of fantasy and spell
bindingly gracious rhyme,
A handful of truth to irrefutably bless my salaciously pulverized conscience; Omnisciently flood its woefully fretting and stagnating dormitories with the mantra of symbiotic existence,
A handful of artistry to regally stimulate each deliberately indolent nerve of my nimble demeanor; deluge the fathomlessly barren canvas of my life; with
the profusely fascinating essence of blissful existence,
A handful of playfulness to celestially unfurl my ruthlessly mature and tyrannical senses; unbelievably bring out the princely child ardently clinging to each
element of my passionate countenance,
A handful of river for me to royally bathe off the remorseful disease from my lambasted skin; perennially reinvigorate the manipulatively besieged conglomerate
of my bones to coalesce with the rudiments of my sacred existence,
A handful of sensuousness to miraculously engulf each cranny of my vengeful brain; with an unsurpassable reservoir of enthrallingly euphoric and vivacious
fantasy,
A handful of breath to Omnipotently enshroud my forlornly extinguishing nostrils; invincibly bestow my lungs with the charismatically ecstatic chapters of undefeated life,
But unfathomable oceans of love to Omnipresently liberate my heart; perpetually bond its beats with the winds of procreation; togetherness; mankind; pricelessly immortalizing the meaning of my impoverished life.
Scheme | A BX X C XX AC XX BX X XX BX XX D XD XD XD XB C C |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 011110110010100110011000010111111000100 011110100010011110110111001011010100 0101 01110011000101101011010100101101000010001001 0111011010110111010010011110101111 01110101110111000110101001001001110101 0100111 011010111011010110010111010001011 111 011110100010101000010011010011100010111010101 1001010 01111010001010100101010001011100001001111000 010010 0111010101011100100010101001001001011110010 011110100010110101111100101010 11001 011010011101111010101000010010010010101100 0100101001111 01101011010011001010010011010110101110001 1101 01111111110101111001001010010101010010 01110011001010100010011110010100110101111 001010010110010 0111001101110001001001001001101011001011 10011100100 0111011110011001001111010100001001010100 111101101001110010 0111101000011101110111110110100010 100 0111110111010010101111010101010101 10100010111110110100011110111010010011101000010110101 |
Characters | 3,449 |
Words | 497 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 2, 1, 1, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2, 1, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 31 |
Letters per line (avg) | 94 |
Words per line (avg) | 16 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 154 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 26 |
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