#fractions - Hello Poetry

½⅔¾≉⅔ Fractions where sometimes effort can be put in however, the answer just isn’t exact Auto yet some manual Hardwork then there can be talent In the land of creation all things are in the jurisdiction of Allah

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May 13

May 13, 2026 at 1:39 PM UTC

PathofTaqwa

Rules

½⅔¾≉⅔ Fractions where sometimes effort can be put in however, the answer just isn’t exact Auto yet some manual Hardwork then there can be talent In the land of creation all things are in the jurisdiction of Allah

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If ratios strike fear— into every one in two, half the world will be— in abject misery.

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Mar 1, 2025

Mar 1, 2025 at 2:10 AM UTC

GaryH

Another poem about maths

If ratios strike fear— into every one in two, half the world will be— in abject misery.

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Use my broken parts Replace your missing pieces Both cannot be whole

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Mar 15, 2019

Mar 15, 2019 at 12:06 AM UTC

AmandaKayBurke

Combine (Haiku)

Use my broken parts Replace your missing pieces Both cannot be whole

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you are not the thorns that leave your lovers bleeding. you are not the sunflowers growing in your head. you are everything in between. you are everything all at once.

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Mar 7, 2019

Mar 7, 2019 at 8:49 PM UTC

shatteredpoet

you

you are not the thorns that leave your lovers bleeding. you are not the sunflowers growing in your head. you are everything in between. you are everything all at once.

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the gallon of arizona green tea that you only drank a fraction of. the salt and pepper potato chips you meant to eat, but only did so in the dream i had last night. the unmade bed that was still unmade when you flew back home, the one i still cannot bring myself to make. the dyed green hairs i keep finding around the house. the way you always pronounced 'mosquito' as 'mosk-it-toe' on purpose, and how you pronounced my cat's name 'sullumun' instead of 'solomon' on accident. the partially closed closet door from the morning i drove you to the airport. the faint smell of your sweat on my pillow left because of your hyperhidrosis. the flannel you wore and the longsleeve shirt you doused in your aftershave, that is three sizes too big for me to realistically wear. the empty taco bell cups in my car from your fourth day here. the empty shopping bags from our impromptu mall trip. the polaroids you really wanted to keep, but we couldn't find when you packed. the pieces of you that you never meant for me to keep that i keep piecing together as though, like an alchemist, i could make you appear again though i cannot, and you are not here, you are gone.

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Sep 21, 2018

Sep 21, 2018 at 4:28 PM UTC

jessica-r-falk

fragments of you

the gallon of arizona green tea that you only drank a fraction of. the salt and pepper potato chips you meant to eat, but only did so in the dream i had last night. the unmade bed that was still unmade when you flew back home, the one i still cannot bring myself to make. the dyed green hairs i keep finding around the house. the way you always pronounced 'mosquito' as 'mosk-it-toe' on purpose, and how you pronounced my cat's name 'sullumun' instead of 'solomon' on accident. the partially closed closet door from the morning i drove you to the airport. the faint smell of your sweat on my pillow left because of your hyperhidrosis. the flannel you wore and the longsleeve shirt you doused in your aftershave, that is three sizes too big for me to realistically wear. the empty taco bell cups in my car from your fourth day here. the empty shopping bags from our impromptu mall trip. the polaroids you really wanted to keep, but we couldn't find when you packed. the pieces of you that you never meant for me to keep that i keep piecing together as though, like an alchemist, i could make you appear again though i cannot, and you are not here, you are gone.

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one plus one equals two just like me and you but why'd you have to divide your heart couldn't you give it to me as a whole part? I used to love math But now it gives me problems Literal ones Couldn't it ask for simpler answers? I asked why I had to find your x but you didn't answer y oh these complicated equations these numerous fractions oh yes, fractions and ratios you gave me a fraction of your heart yes, just a half and kept the other just so you could give it to someone else oh why did math come into my life WHAT THE HECK WILL I USE IT FOR? I don't need to use my empty brain THAT'S WHY THEY MAKE CALCULATORS I didn't sign up for this I won't be a mathematician anyway Oh wait, I lost the point IT WAS YOU WHO THREW ME AWAY now I'll just go back to being half of everything I used to be

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Sep 13, 2015

Sep 13, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC

Jeyynaaa

Math

one plus one equals two just like me and you but why'd you have to divide your heart couldn't you give it to me as a whole part? I used to love math But now it gives me problems Literal ones Couldn't it ask for simpler answers? I asked why I had to find your x but you didn't answer y oh these complicated equations these numerous fractions oh yes, fractions and ratios you gave me a fraction of your heart yes, just a half and kept the other just so you could give it to someone else oh why did math come into my life WHAT THE HECK WILL I USE IT FOR? I don't need to use my empty brain THAT'S WHY THEY MAKE CALCULATORS I didn't sign up for this I won't be a mathematician anyway Oh wait, I lost the point IT WAS YOU WHO THREW ME AWAY now I'll just go back to being half of everything I used to be

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I fell in love with you in fractions, At first it was simply with your shy awkwardness, The way our silences were never filled, And that was absolutely ok. And then it was with your face, The stubble on your chin, The way your eyes crinkle slightly at the corners, And how you look me in the eye when we talk. That was followed by the way you held me, Our bare chests pressed against each other, Your hands softly caressing my back, And how you would whisper the sweetest things, Into my left ear. And finally I fell in love with the way you didn't love me, And I was so painfully filled with love for you, That every fiber of my being begs for you to feel it, Too.

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Jul 14, 2015

Jul 14, 2015 at 1:15 AM UTC

alphacharliemark

Fractions

I fell in love with you in fractions, At first it was simply with your shy awkwardness, The way our silences were never filled, And that was absolutely ok. And then it was with your face, The stubble on your chin, The way your eyes crinkle slightly at the corners, And how you look me in the eye when we talk. That was followed by the way you held me, Our bare chests pressed against each other, Your hands softly caressing my back, And how you would whisper the sweetest things, Into my left ear. And finally I fell in love with the way you didn't love me, And I was so painfully filled with love for you, That every fiber of my being begs for you to feel it, Too.

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She used to tell me of math and poetry by the length of her arm and rhythm of her heart conversing verse and fraction with form following the function of communist theories and greek philosophies. she beat out aesthetics with a perfect symmetry. because no one understands the relationship between seafoam and shoreline the way she does [swimming in saltwater sorrows] reimagining time in an hourglass, she shot up infinities with a glance and left me moondrunk in the night. she emits sparks throughout my system breaking and entering-- my kingdom under siege. her name was an amalgam of numbers italic1.6180399. . . .italic and I loved her by design.

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Oct 26, 2014

Oct 26, 2014 at 10:18 AM UTC

xvborealis

Math and Poetry

She used to tell me of math and poetry by the length of her arm and rhythm of her heart conversing verse and fraction with form following the function of communist theories and greek philosophies. she beat out aesthetics with a perfect symmetry. because no one understands the relationship between seafoam and shoreline the way she does [swimming in saltwater sorrows] reimagining time in an hourglass, she shot up infinities with a glance and left me moondrunk in the night. she emits sparks throughout my system breaking and entering-- my kingdom under siege. her name was an amalgam of numbers italic1.6180399. . . .italic and I loved her by design.

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Bad things happen in clusters One right after another. But good things only come one at a time. It is like a messed up fraction, Percentages that just cannot compete. And the bad things linger just as long as they can... Grabbing onto your skin, scraping lines in deep. Until you can only sink farther into the dirt. So why do good things not linger? Instead, they are like a warm summer breeze. And you have to shuffle hard away the crap. So the good memories have a way to compete with the mounds and mounds Of bad. Because that is the only way to live: Turn this fraction on its head.

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Aug 21, 2012

Aug 21, 2012 at 9:00 PM UTC

sabrina-3

The Fractions of Life

Bad things happen in clusters One right after another. But good things only come one at a time. It is like a messed up fraction, Percentages that just cannot compete. And the bad things linger just as long as they can... Grabbing onto your skin, scraping lines in deep. Until you can only sink farther into the dirt. So why do good things not linger? Instead, they are like a warm summer breeze. And you have to shuffle hard away the crap. So the good memories have a way to compete with the mounds and mounds Of bad. Because that is the only way to live: Turn this fraction on its head.

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