Graph Paper Poem by Mehreen Mujeeb
Graph Paper
She tried to draw lines
She tried to draw curves
She tried to intersect
But no line could draw her.
She’s walking around graphs
Her mind’s become nomadic
No coordinate is her reality
Her equations turned to magic.
She’s sick of dreams
She’s sick of fantasy
In her math book she lost her page,
While turning pages to find reality.
Everyone longs for reality
Fantasy can be denied.
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5/4/2024 10:09:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Abstract art but profound math.... coordinate of thoughts... Thank you for your contribution... 10+