Analysis of Sad
It makes me sad to be a woman
On the train alone
Watching billionaires spout about the declining population
And love island contestants talk about the orgasm they never had
While I hold my keys in my knuckles
Until I reach my front door
And fasten the chain
| Scheme | ABACDEF |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111111010 10101 10011010010010 011001010101001101 111110110 0111111 01001 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 257 |
| Words | 48 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 7 |
| Lines Amount | 7 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 30 |
| Words per line (avg) | 7 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 210 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 48 |
About this poem
I was on the train home from a night out at a bay watching videos on my phone
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