zubiya surti


The Difference - Poem by zubiya surti

Oh how to say...
how do I describe?
That am not here,
but there deep inside.

Where numbers cannot reach,
where logic cannot preach,
where my poetry can breathe,
There do I live.

There is a confusion
wherever there's a proportion
Knowledge is limited,
but poetry is an ocean.

In this mathematical life
where calculations count stead,
poems are often overlooked
and isn't that a dread?

Where addition, subtraction, multiplication, division
can be created by a mathematician
but a poet is not who creates a poem
but whose's chosen to be its creation


Poet's Notes about The Poem

this is my feeble attempt to differentiate mathematics and languages

Comments about The Difference by zubiya surti

  • Freshman - 1,313 Points Jesus James Llorico (5/28/2013 10:00:00 AM)

    last stanza is beautiful, very nice. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Himanshu Chauhan (1/13/2013 11:27:00 AM)

    where my poetry can breathe,
    There do I live

    * like * :) liked it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 6, 2013



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