The Ideal Optimistic Reverist Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: AABCBCDEBBFG ECHBDIJKBLCMAN BEOBAMPBBEQARS DADBBTUDCBBSAEV AEAABSOWEMMABWWAXM

Through every nook and every crannyA
I hunt thoroughlyA
Days and nightsB
Like a twee damselC
Very prompt at getting her mensesB
When it is becoming increasingly unbearableC
Without knowing what I am actually findingD
I have pretty good idea albeit a strange oneE
Which ought to be substantiated into action apaceB
What really brings such a bizarrenessB
Is not yet determinedF
By the ideal optimistG
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O Lord of HeavenE
I have learnt how to be cruelC
Merely to be kindH
As I find myself stownlinsB
Striving and strugglingD
To and froI
Up and downJ
Like a fledgling got lost in the forestK
Almost all hours of the daysB
Just to make myself perfectL
Upon mingling with mammoth crowd of rabbleC
And allying with mass of eliteM
I realise eventuallyA
That perfection is not a genuine quality of a noble manN
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I stand amidst the roar of the feeble psychesB
Beckoning the so called mouthpiece for DowntroddenE
And I grasp within my clueO
The true nature of their plightsB
Rottenly victimising them perpetuallyA
Like the newly detected life threatening pandemic COVIDM
Draconianly threatening the whole globeP
With sudden deathsB
Saddening the bereaved relatives along with the affected nationsB
O Lord of HeavenE
Can I not rescue themQ
Out of this agonyA
And emancipate them from this indelible disdainR
By reviving them their quest and lost treasureS
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In the land of the livingD
Deceaseds invade the territoryA
Vampires rove around and threaten the folks with blood suckingD
Aborigines flee and aliens vamooseB
The atmosphere seemingly becomes ruinousB
Like a sacrificial lambT
Strongly tied down to witness its deathU
Amidst the victims I find myself fidgetingD
Like a chick got escaped from a dreadful ravenous eagleC
And whirl across the stage ceaseB
And whirl around to face the audienceB
Upon inquiring them what brings this atrocious disasterS
I am apprised subsequentlyA
That the battle has lost and wonE
And the so called territory exists no moreV
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My whole future depends hallowlyA
Upon the divine Creator's projectionE
Vanity upon vanityA
Vanity of vanities all is vanityA
Depicts life of human creaturesB
For life to be much betterS
And our dreams to come trueO
All hands must be on deckW
O Lord of HeavenE
Might I just have a word with You in privateM
Whether or not my request will be grantedM
I will try to nurse my ambition to the best of my abilityA
Lest my dream fades into dimness apaceB
Upon seeing new talents aborningW
The antique ideas are seen died aborningW
And the life keeps changing drasticallyA
Like a hollow in the pit of one's stomachX
When obviously satedM

Waliyulahi Babajide Sadiq
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