Analysis of The Art
I’m not perfect, I’m getting old
lines are showing and curves blurred.
But in my chest, there is a pot of gold
It holds something holy,
Fluttering like a bird.
A name of a man,
Tall and Blue eyed,
Figure of David.
He moves like the wind
Voice of angles,
Beethoven on a keyboard,
Wisdom of Solomon,
And warm like the sun in the spring.
A priceless Art piece in the louvre,
Sparkling Crystal chandelier.
A skilled craftsman
engraved His name on my heart,
Made me fall in love,
Locked the door,
And stripped me naked.
His gaze burned through my skin
As he looked upon me.
Blazing desire,
Passion that never tire.
Longing to shed the world
And it’s false attire.
To spread wings and surf the winds,
An American eagle
Vision of strength.
The Heart withers without desire
Ice kills the fire.
Spontaneous combustion
fire works inspire.
To paint a masterpiece,
With every stroke,
Thrusting the colors
On the canvas,
Blending,
Mating,
Making dry rivers run.
As the coition progresses,
Heaving,
Paddling the rough water,
Upstream,
Steaming.
There lies the fountain of youth,
elixir filling the grail ,
Overflows between the hills ,
Down stream through the lips,
Causing earth to shake,
Winds to break,
Ears buzzing,
It’s dizzying.
Like an addiction to heroine,
The more you inject in my veins,
The longer I want to stay in your restraints.
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11011101 1110011 1011110111 111010 100101 01101 1011 10110 11101 1110 100101 101100 01101001 010110010 1010001 0110 0111111 11101 101 01110 111111 111011 10010 1011010 101101 011010 1110101 1010010 1011 011001010 11010 0100010 10101 11010 11001 10010 1010 10 10 101101 10110 10 1000110 11 10 1101011 0101001 100101 11101 10111 111 110 1100 110101100 01101011 01011110101 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 1,350 |
Words | 277 |
Sentences | 16 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 56 |
Lines Amount | 56 |
Letters per line (avg) | 19 |
Words per line (avg) | 4 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 1,046 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 232 |
About this poem
The man in the poem is the love of my life and the passion we share.
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