Poem By Hurain GhafoorEnglish Literature (BS student),Humanity Department, COMSATS University Islamabad. A place for the insane and the derangedyou and i,believing in neither coincidence or prophecy,the theory of evolution or Jesus Christand his resurrection, the scientific equationof how nothing turned into somethingand now we are here,past highways and broadways,a dozen billboard signs or traffic lights,under a... Continue Reading →
The sky
Poem By Hurain GhafoorEnglish Literature (BS student),Humanity Department, COMSATS University Islamabad. This tapestry above me, it pays me no heed,Weaving its melody. I raise my hands towards theEye of this abyss and come away blemished, marredBy the hysteria of its cyclonic musings, as if it were theMind of God, brimming with colors and half-sung reveriesas if... Continue Reading →
My mind
Poem By Hurain GhafoorEnglish Literature (BS student),Humanity Department, COMSATS University Islamabad. my eyeballs move, slowly,towards the right of my forehead,my mind, it likes to wanderaway and away,like a mischievous peter panon a short tripfrom his magical wonderlandthere, it’s that tall lithe cat on that high brick wall,down below,murder and evil and hope and the French revolutionis... Continue Reading →
Darkness
Poem by Hurain GhafoorEnglish Literature (BS student),Humanity Department, COMSATS University Islamabad. she had flowers in her voice,secrets in her hidden curves,she was the verse of a Holy book,designed and decorated and directed,by the Hand of God,so no wonder,no wonder,that he picked up a stone that one evil evening,and under the shade of gnarly tree,the light of... Continue Reading →
My soul
Poem by: Hurain GhafoorEnglish Literature (BS student),Humanity Department, COMSATS University Islamabad. What am I?a lump of flesh and muscleRemnant of a fierce and fallen star?Did God sting some capillaries and voila?A creature of the dark? Maybe.( these days, I am afraid I have not witnessed a single star in my night sky)What is a soul? And... Continue Reading →
The universe is a language
The universe is a languageAnd that language is everythingAnd let everything be E And geometry, upto first letter, is gravityAnd let gravity be gg is in E And, upto first letter, that math is massAnd let mass be mm, too, is in EAnd then so onE is, thus, {g, m, …} What!Idea was emptyAnd that... Continue Reading →
What Is Past?
What is the Past?Past, up to the first letter, is the prime Prime, in math, is a setAnd that set is P1st prime is 22nd prime is 3And then so onP is, thus, {2, 3,…} What!P is primeAnd that prime is pastAnd that past was empty Yes!Empty is ϕϕ, therefore, is P OK!Wait a minute!Present... Continue Reading →
This is how topology goes
The idea, in set theory, is represented by ϕWithout idea how can you create space X?ϕ then enters space, and thus, space becomes {ϕ}Space after that becomes {ϕ, X}This is how topology goes
The Idea was created first
The Idea was created firstThen languageThen geometryThen mathAnd then so onWho created the Who, who created the idea and then everything?Think about it!
How To Write A Mathematical Poem
To write a mathematical poem, we require the following conditions. Symbols or numerical values must appear at the beginning or end of a line. For example, if I want to list the first few primes, I may write 1st prime is 2 2nd prime is 3 3rd prime is 5 And then so on This... Continue Reading →
Mr. Monologue 