Analysis of Desire of man



Can the desire of man be controlled till the heat of  passion be put on hold these are the question that torment my night alone in the room with no end in sight, I miss the smile’s, the touch, the love now all I get is a push or a shove. Only now time will tell if love conquers all and brakes this evil spell!


Scheme A
Poetic Form
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Characters 313
Words 65
Sentences 3
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 1
Lines Amount 1
Letters per line (avg) 239
Words per line (avg) 66
Letters per stanza (avg) 239
Words per stanza (avg) 66

About this poem

I’m a person that’s alone in this world! I run from love! Love is desired by all hope you enjoy!

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Written on September 30, 2022

Submitted by Pinkerton2022 on September 30, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

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Albert pinkerton

I’m 36 years old and have seen and been through enough to last a life time! I’m alone in this world just me my self and I. I stay in my head some day I’m lost but I’m not just waiting for the right time in life to release myself from what ever is holding me back. more…

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