Analysis of The Ticket Lost
I’m back from war without my soul,
having pawned it on the field
Among the dead and buried dreams,
whose futile prayers concealed
I wonder where my spirit hides,
as I sleep these endless hours
With day as night and night as day,
in loneliness devoured
My mind goes back to search the graves,
old enemies inside
And calls my name into the dark
—reclaiming every lie
(Dreamsleep: October, 2020)
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 11110111 1011101 01010101 110101 11011101 11111010 11110111 0100010 11111101 110001 01110101 0101001 1010 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 384 |
Words | 70 |
Sentences | 1 |
Stanzas | 2 |
Stanza Lengths | 12, 1 |
Lines Amount | 13 |
Letters per line (avg) | 24 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 156 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 35 |
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