Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
1DNA May 25
Summer’s gift,
a sun-kissed treat—
a succulent escape
from the prickly heat.

Summer’s honey
dances with grace,
in whirlpools of yellow—
a golden glaze.

Tinted nectar
trickles from a cave;
adrift in desire,
we become its slave.

Summer’s gift,
a sun-kissed treat—
a citrus paradise,
a heavenly retreat.
I was thirsty
1DNA May 24
The process of life
is like knitting fabric-
A slow, tiresome art,
calling for a lot of patience.

There are ups,
there are downs,
encountered by twists and turns—
and eventually,
in the midst,
tight knots.

But that is what sews it up!

In this course,
none are left in abeyance.

Every thread is distinguished,
with its own sole purpose
in making "living" whole.

Even one plucked out—
and the garment entirely unfolds.

All of us are strands of yarn,
crafted by the hands of God
bound together by the cosmos,
to make one beautiful piece:
Life.
Trying to grind my gears!
1DNA May 24
When I say nothing,
and you think of zero,
you’re partially wrong,
because it’s one of maths’ hero

Not all heroes,
have to be number one
In mathematics,
It’s all about the fun

Zero’s a kind number,
If you didn’t know.
Even if it’s added,
It lets you shine alone

But don’t make it angry,
As it may multiply.
It’ll remove your complete existence,
In the blink of an eye!

If you want its power,
It can’t guarantee you much.
But it can make you whole,
Stand straight and such.

Zeros got a major role
In defining limits,
Don’t underestimate this number,
It’s got endless potential in it!

Theres more to this number,
From what you might already know!
Now, is zero just a nothing?
That’s a big, fat no!
A quirky poem I wrote for the schools math e magazine!
1DNA May 24
They mature through age,
We mature through damage.
There's a **** big difference
1DNA May 24
Change
never
changes.
This always hits deep.
Next page