Analysis of Brutus' Knife
Swirl of colour
crimson tear
danger drawing near...
Oh, my fellow man
sufferer of spaces, in this lion's den
Brutus' knife in lack of metanoja
Petti burgeous playing it koy
Resources taken by their lot
Rising dump on that dry rot
Oh, hide in his name
they plead phobia, shame
as they close the door
having looted those poor
in every way...
To my Love...
I yearn to sing you a lullaby
so that you do not hear, sigh
many centuries have passed
but those motherly eyes shine...
in spaces so vast
I love You
Scheme | AAA XXXX BB CCAAX XDDEX E X |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 111 101 10101 11101 10011001101 1010111 1011011 10010111 1011111 11011 111001 11101 101011 01001 111 11111010 1111111 1010011 1110011 01011 111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 482 |
Words | 95 |
Sentences | 5 |
Stanzas | 7 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 4, 2, 5, 5, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 21 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 56 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 14 |
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Submitted on February 21, 2017
Modified on March 05, 2023
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