Mathematics Poems

Mathematics poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of mathematics poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on mathematics are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Mathematical Love

Mathematical Love long poem

Your heart is the function of my life, the junction to my freedom and happiness. Your eyes deviate me from my penalties, giving me the chance to oscillate my mind in your gaze. Your gesture is what differentiates my luck

The Geometry Of Love

The Geometry Of Love long poem

Love squared by Love rounding each edge, geometrizing each ends equalizing its alphabets, circling its triangles. Infinitesimally surrounding transitory planes and lanes within our pyramidal silences, giving new lines and directions, intersections of re-constructions compasses and conjunctures within rebellious Mathematics

Humanity

Humanity short poem

My nature die. Mame Me as thine. Whom, might I to be Right may I to leave humanity. Wake me up with wine. Forsooth I am not mine. Lost as keys. Won’t I not just work like each man Who’ver

Poems containing references to : Mathematics

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me!

How to write a poem? Are you kidding me! poetry articles

10 ways to write a poem! No sentence in the glory of English language has hit me as hard as this one did. I started writing poetry when I was in class 7th. I still remember the day when this

Absence Of Certainty

Absence Of Certainty prose poem

Messengers of God came To reform men All toiled hard to spread goodness and upbraid vices Generally they suffered and were agonized Noble minds believed and weak minds not So happened with the wit of every learned or enlightened person

What New Realms Await?

What New Realms Await? prose poem

We live in a universe of subatomic particles, the building blocks of everything else. All we can see and touch is made up of the stuff. Even in the seemingly empty void of space science tells us virtual particles pop

Drowning

Drowning short poem

I was not indifferent to graffiti but oracle was telling a different story of embellished arms race about the mathematics of terror. Less comprehensible I presume. But who was transparent and simple today. A wisp was rising among the hills.

Birth

Birth prose poem

The Universe is a machine. It’s a machine that creates. It has the raw materials in the elements. It has energy sources in the stars and it has the software in mathematics. It takes these things and creates life. Through

The Puppeteer

The Puppeteer long poem

I read, I play, I live, I laugh, I smile I curse, I bless, then I feel something, and I stop and start thinking for a while, that whatever is going on, in me, or on the outside, is it

The Puppeteer

The Puppeteer short poem

Photo by Ungry Young Man I read, I play, I live, I laugh, I smile I curse, I bless, then I feel something, and I stop and start thinking for a while, that whatever is going on, in me, or

Chase Me

Chase Me short poem

Voltage charges power lines’ high wires All honest men die liers Her electric current runs tight by pliers My fires burn, they breathe, ash, and smoke Held so tightly I couldn’t help it my hand broke Shattered into a million

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator.

Evolution, Tool Of The Creator. prose poem

The debate has been raging for centuries. Where do we come from? Why are we here? Where are we going? Is there a Creator? We look around and see created things, intricate, complicated, sophisticated things. Creationism, evolution which one is

Boyce Brandon Harris ™

Boyce Brandon Harris ™ elegy

April 9th 1929, my father gasped his first breath of air Head populated with black curly locks No pediatrician at his home birth, when he uttered that initial blare Nor preschool instructors extant to teach him building blocks Inherent in

What Is Beauty?

What Is Beauty? prose poem

What does it look like? What does it sound like? How does it read? Is there beauty in mathematics? Are physics formulations beautiful? Is artistic beauty in all its forms discovered or created? Did Newton invent his mathematics or did

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Quest

Quest short poem

Slicing the red velvet not drawing blood with your nails you walk on the body of compromise kissing the fleece of death. Untitled, larger than life unpresent, missed moments would take the revenge from no thing. The violence will end

My First Crush

My First Crush short poem

I sit there alone on the stone bench, Under the tree, blowing off the dust. I breathe the scent of the spring, As I talk to the aged surfaces. I have grown old, but I still feel her. The sneak-peek

My Snow Laden Divan

My Snow Laden Divan prose poem

She wore the meekness and grace of the gods and was shapely beyond compare. In that pageant aura, had about her the fearless abandon of Diana At The Bath. I did not spy on her, for fear I could lose

An Evening In The Woods

An Evening In The Woods prose poem

The evening was cool, dark and heavy, I took the path less trodden by leading into the dense, deep, dark forest; From a distance I could hear the breaking of the waves. Alas!! How fortunate they are…..! I don’t have

Lines

Lines short poem

Look at these lines – fishing for compliments – Hooked, they drag us back. Leave us squirming on the dry bank: Palpitating, bruised from the fight. Removing the pin from the mouth It’s a painful business. But worthwhile. Who’ll throw

The Traveller.

The Traveller. ode

Love, it’s not the first time that our eyes have met, Yet you show me nothing more than your yoga stretch, Hello swell who knows just as well that this ain’t no competition, Still you leave me forever baffled by

One Wish

One Wish short poem

If there ever was a time, in some dream or alternate state A time where I was happy, where I didn’t hold all of this hate. A place without feeling this constant hurt, no regrets weighing heavy on my peace

Clueless Cast !

Clueless Cast ! short poem

If only , There was a chance , Splendid moonlight , yet no romance … Eyes meet , A Failed greet , Love at loggerheads. Respective faith at distress .. What was it , Magic that night or gloom of

Now

Now short poem

He, making his own cast. You knew it. Unique mystique of transparency. You could not touch him. Walking ahead of the sun, long shadow, sweating it out, pungent odor. Innocence hung from desiccated tongue, he preserved original speech before falling

A Walk In The Park

A Walk In The Park short poem

Round the corner, there is a park I started walking through, which is scary and dark. I paced up when I heard the dogs bark. I was so scared as I started to embark. There’s no light except for the

Abyss And The Body It Inhabits

Abyss And The Body It Inhabits short poem

A brick window, your name in between the cracks that light doesn’t dare to touch It’s fitting really, that you should be immortalized in secret like the hush of thunder; they hear but do not see you you have your

All Are Dust

All Are Dust ode

You may be a king, you may be a queen, royal blood may flow in your veins, born with a silver spoon in mouth, you may own entire world; still you’re but a dust. Sky may be your inheritance, oceans

Come Monday

Come Monday long poem

Well just you wait Come Monday I’m gonna leave a trail of fire up one side and down the other, you won’t even know what hit you but that’s the power and the fury of the Tiger and as we

Teach Them with Love

Teach Them with Love long poem

I once was you I walked with your view. I endured your trial. I paced your mile. So please do not close your mind, Or wisdom will be left behind. Your path will be hard, But be on guard, For

Fiddler Of The Womb

Fiddler Of The Womb short poem

The inception of innocence The fecund life She cradles her lovingly She bleeds love. The life burns out Before it sees the day Her eyes bleed. Luck prevails over tradition A new life breathes Dances her way to puberty She

Do You Bleed

Do You Bleed short poem

Did you see sparrows any more? Did you listen to the songs of dropping rain? Did you ever dream of sunshine…? This what we have done to us So close to life yet so far This is what we have

Dare

Dare short poem

Once revered, Wealth and power, Lifestyles of glamour, Before time devoured, The pretty palisades, A vision of success, Once you moved up, You felt truly blessed. A dare and a whisper, The great moral leap, Every accomplishment cheaper, The world

Death on grass

Death on grass short poem

Sometime, somewhere I will break into many moons – an oblique answer to a terrestrial question of a pale river. The heat is on, because of the fatal mistakes. Violence has pregnancy. Walls stand alone without a roof hauling the

The Secret Of A King

The Secret Of A King ballad

I heard sweet voices sing Fragrance of wild flowers in spring A thrown of gold for a King To watch His courtier dance and sing The Queen sits by His side Watching the fair maidens Trying to steal Her pride

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya

Mrityorma`amritam gamaya short poem

Unable to reach out with arms wide spread words escaping mouth uttered for the benefit of ears his own ears no one can listen no one can see no one is around it is cold and desolate not a blade

Vampire Toy

Vampire Toy short poem

Well and his eyes are so hypnotizing you just can’t turn away He has total control now over your mind body and soul He wants you now and what he wants he gets, yes him Always finds a way… He

Show The Way

Show The Way short poem

Walking in the forest looking at all the greens In my mind’s eye something now that simply gleans All the colours have light upon Some are shadows some are sun filled and brightly shone I see why they change so

He Royal Crown

He Royal Crown long poem

In the days of nobel breed A king sought out a nobel deed Through his briars of ivory tower Seeking a claim of further desire Yet through the green moss brigade A solemn vow to raise the dead What was

Elixir Of Mirth

Elixir Of Mirth long poem

In the meadows of my thoughts, Blossom my feelings lots in lots. Into bihued flora sprout my desires, Splatters vapours in the ether when respires. Endless strolls albeit through this land have, I But this time try to keep an

Being Mature

Being Mature short poem

When you stop crying over little things, and try to strive everything towards comfort and ease, When you clear the problems,and have the guts, To face every situation and overcome, When you start working towards excellence, and learn that nothing

So I Held My Breath

So I Held My Breath prose poem

There I was. Loitering in the lobby of her heart, after a long flight the only thing on my mind was rest. The aroma was nice, stepping in through the double doors. Following the stretch of carpet to the front