In the silence of algebra’s embrace, We find the quadratic’s gentle grace, Parabolas rise, then softly fall, Echoing mysteries of…
In the realm where numbers waltz and sway, A quadratic equation comes to play, With parabolas that gracefully bend, And…
Underneath the azure skies, where whispers of wind play, My heart finds solace in the streets of yesteryear, Each corner,…
In the whisper of the ancient trees, Lies the story of our ancestors’ dreams, A melody of forgotten songs, That…
In the mirror, I see a story untold, A tapestry woven with threads of gold. My skin, a canvas of…