Multiplication by Infinity: Math Jokes

Multiplication by Infinity: Math Jokes

the blame

it was the alluring words,
That i dared ignore,
Lulling as a hyptonist's,
Bespoked in virgin eloquence,
Vivified in poetic prose,
Thats aethetically hellenistic,
Save for greek tragedy,
She-homer in her element!
It was an ode of love.



It was fear of our fate,
Joined to be torn asunder,
By a ghastly god,
With a macabre sense of humour,
It was the gaping rift,
I never in mind, swift,
You,a precious gift,
Cast our individual ways, never to see light of day.


It was the sting of eros wing,
It was the way you sing,
The tide you were to bring,
It was the lost smile,
Your charm,now extinct,
Your once animated eyes,
Your hair without bounce,
Or feet joy announce,
It was your gone essence.
That inspired my reply.


When i said 'no',now i blame these,
Will your whisper never me sooth?
Will i forever be guilty and uncouth?
A man,dead in his youth!

the whisper

It was at the edge,
the edge of universe,
the event horizon,
where i heard your voice,
faint and frail,
i almost let it fade,
efface into nothingness,
it was a whisper of love.

At first it was a star,
brilliant and splendid,
resplendent.
Or was it your eye,
i found my pearl,
in the song they let,
a song of love.

It was a whisper of love,
that gave me wings,
it was cherubic cupid,
in a midnight whim,
it was an impromptu swim,
upon the waters of fantasy.
It was in the whisper.

You were a legend.
Better than my myths,
Or housewife tales,
Damn spoofs,
I sat to write you a story,
One with no end,
Enlightening yet ebullient

,
Valorous yet vivacious,
A tragic comedy,
It was a story of love.

It was the butterflies,
In my stomach,
That stole my words,
And left silence,
Yet i had much to say,
My lips did part,
Yet no words did depart,
Just whispers,
Whispers of love,
In the edge of solitude,
Your words were solace,
Barely audible:
Whispers of love!