The Beast And The Beauty Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

Maths and figures fill me with mortal fears,
But I was game to games at Maths Day fun.
‘Oh I feel owed by Theta and Tan', I said.
‘Mere phobia', a lady said, ‘from far spheres,
‘Try meeting a good old Infinity,
‘Be intimate on a first name basis;
‘Maths never is a hard-to-please deity,
‘Foster friendship with her', my advice is.

Yet, I feel fine in being a wordsmith,
Not in gadgets that know to number-crunch,
Maths hits me an intimidating punch;
Poetry, ah I can be cosy with.
And poetry is not in maths so lean,
Take sonnets that love a harmonic mean.
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Sonnets | 09.03.2017 |