Analysis of Words
I play with words
They are my toys
Which help me sing
Of light and joy
Of children laughing as they play
These words I like, so let them stay
I work with words
These are my tools
Which help my tangled mind unspool
The little strands of random thought
That twist around in wretched knots
And lay them straight inside my brain
These words salve so much mental strain
I fight with words
They are my guns
To fight the wrongs that have been done
Show how the world ought to have been
Excoriate with tongue and pen
These evil folks who try to rule
My words expose them all as fools
I suffer words
They are my cross
To bear always my pain and loss
To ruminate on my mistakes
Over hot coals my soul is raked
These words that burn me till I shout
I have no choice, just let them out!
Scheme | AXXXBB ACBXXDD AXXXXXC AEEXXFF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111 1111 1111 1101 11010111 11111111 1111 1111 1111011 01011101 11010101 01110111 11111101 1111 1111 11011111 11011111 0101101 11011111 11011111 1101 1111 1111101 1101101 10111111 11111111 11111111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 785 |
Words | 161 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 4 |
Stanza Lengths | 6, 7, 7, 7 |
Lines Amount | 27 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 6 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 154 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 39 |
About this poem
A bit of introspection into why I write, going over the four main reasons.
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