Mathematics is a leisure

for it's an addiction ,

that renders heavenly pleasure ;

So fascinating to use the nos. to play with
But the people think it's tedious, erecting a myth;

The use of theorems , postulates and lemmas are intrinsic beauty of the subject

No one for once and all can undermine this aspect ;

It has it's own languages and excerpt
Algebras are tricky, for they involve mind wobbling logics of all sort ;

Geometry is fun with the system of planes,lines,conics and all
Just as easy as playing the game of baseball ;

The cardinal facet of the stuff that creates a lot of fuss
Is to be adored the most-The Alluring Calculus ;

Trigonometry is easy
for if the formulas are mugged it's totally squeezy ;

People are scared of this artefact
But once loved it's a Passion of Pact ....

©Binit Kumar Jha ┃ Kavya_shaili

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Ghosts ?

Description - Have you heard about Ghosts or have you had an encounter with any ? This poem will take you to the perception of the existence of Ghosts. Give it a read and don't forget to share your views in the comments section. Happy reading. Ghosts ? Surrounded by the darkest of the corners And the weird cries similar to the mourners The awful scary shady patch of plot Dire clicks of bats and hoot of owls at the spot Resonates of rustling of leaves A sort of a Gale, something ,as it heaves Inquisition arises in the mind's innermost Do they really, as such, exist ,The Ghosts ? ©Binit Kumar Jha | kavya_shaili

शायद, वो लौट आया है ....

विवरण - प्रस्तुत कविता में उसके आने का विवरण दिया गया है , वह एक ऐसा चित्रण है जिसका वर्णन - मात्र ही पाठकों के अंदर एक रहस्यपूर्ण कथा की उत्कंठा पैदा कर देगा, वह जो भी है पर समय और काल का उसपर वश नहीं ,वह मृत्यु के लिए स्वयं एक काल है, बाकी जानने के लिए कृपया इस कविता को पूरा पढ़ें और हाँ कमेंट सेक्शन में अपने विचार रखना न भूलें , धन्यवाद कविता - शायद, वो लौट आया है .... एक ख़ौफ़ सा छाया है चारों ओर भय का सरमाया है न ही कोई चहल-पहल, बस हर तरफ़ माया है शायद, वो लौट आया है तेज़ आँधियाँ हैं चल रहीं बादल की गरजें भी, उसके किस्से कह रहीं समुन्द्र भी है उथल-पुथल काल-चक्र में कैसी है, ये असमयिक हलचल पशु-पक्षी भी हैं भयभीत खड़े उसके इतिहास के साक्ष्य मौजूद पड़े कुसमय का क्यों फ़ैला है ये उफ़ान बदहाली, गरीबी, दुःख से दहक उठा है आसमान वक़्त की रफ़्तार, नियति की गति सभी हो चुकी हैं शिथिल आलम ऐसा, जैसे मरुस्थल में पड़ा कोई जीव मौत से कर रहा हो तिलमिल शायद ये उसके अस्तित्व...

Silence speaks to me

Description - This poetry covers the introspection that causes conflicts and clashes between the inner thoughts of a person's mind, that is, between his comfort zone and the hardwork he needs to do to achieve his apirations. He is completely puzzled and is not deliberate in making correct decisions. Thus the author guides him to his path. I,as an author, have composed this poetry to make you understand the difference between thinking big and achieving something and also to help you achieve your desired goal by showing the true reflection of life. Silence speaks to me Silence speaks to me Hey you ,are you there really Or it's just the aura of you Pretending to be you Lost in the plethora of enigma of thought Which truly is of no use of any sort Sleeping conscience in a mere puzzle Wake up and face the tussle Shoes need to be buckled And enthusiasm needs to be called Monotony needs to be ceased And dream needs to be chased Destiny calls your passion If the chance...

𝑲𝒂𝒗𝒚𝒂_𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒊 (काव्य_शैली)

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