Childhood dreams

haunt

its maths talking

numbers dance

when

its maths talking

My son cries

same

when maths talking.

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PS : I was really good at Maths :D

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 ]

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Maths dances behind everything, the only example of an omnipresent object, besides god.

Hehe…

PPS was really important?? :P Just kidding…

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 :D

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.

Ha, this is fun!

I hated maths to the core in my school days .. so could relate to my aunt teaching me :D

Maths is a beautiful subject. :)