Childhood dreams
haunt
its maths talking
numbers dance
when
its maths talking
My son cries
same
when maths talking.
***
PS : I was really good at Maths 
PPS : I do not have a son. 
This post was prompted @ March Challenge (day 15 – childhood) and the form was inspired from OSI challenge to write a pi-ku [ haiku with syllable count as per pi - 3 , 1 , 4 ]
Maths dances behind everything, the only example of an omnipresent object, besides god.
Hehe…
Just kidding…
PPS was really important??
and nice post
Childhood scare,
brought,
it’s all maths.
adulthood washed,
reason,
financial maths,
I don’t know whether this fits in the pi-ku category…
just came to mind.. so wrote it down
Lol…I actually felt that way about math when I was growing up. Enjoyed this poem.
LOL, I can so relate!
I liked this…math certainly brings out a lot of nightmares. Nice pi-ku
I was horrible at math so I can sympathize with your son, these were very cute!
LOL!! I still need to find the answers to those maths problems given to me in school decades ago!! It haunts me still
Fun pi-ku! I was too late for the contest, but I did celebrate Pi Day in my own way with a Limerick Ode to Pi Day.
A pi-ku is it? Another nifty form I’d never heard of before. A poem of any length could potentially be created, but I don’t recall ever using pi to more than four decimal places. Then again, I was horrible at math. The teachers probably didn’t trust me with larger numbers.
i had maths till my tenth grade, and loved it very much. its a very addictive subject.
fun Haiku.
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Ha, this is fun!
I hated maths to the core in my school days .. so could relate to my aunt teaching me
Maths is a beautiful subject.