Monday 24th July 2017,
Poetry Potion

Biscuit by Shalin Singh

Drizzled with snowflakes – its color spectrum is discontinuous, though not offensively so.

Even the geometry of its surface lacks set theoretic definability. One may fall for the rectangular prism argument, but the lack of flatness on its faces: description-less.

Deceptively heavy, its consumption elevates me.

Highly dense, the internal cavity is the prime realization of the divine interaction of divine ingredients.

Overwhelming richness, again; lacking offensiveness.

This experience. I am now changed. I wish to reflect on this experience; and so, retiring to that transcendental place, for I need to be around divinity to reflect on that which is divine.

This poem is a description of the spiritual enlightenment which I obtained after eating one of the most beautifully tasting biscuits I have ever eaten. My great Mathematician friend Cerene brought those biscuits into existence.

I am a Pure Mathematician based at the University of Kwa-Zulu Natal (UKZN) Westville Campus. I enjoy describing things in a precise, rigorous and mathematically flavoured manner.
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  1. Cerene 27 September 2016 at 7:38 pm

    I am divinely inspired! This is an unrivaled talent. An Elysian poem by a poetic mathematician.

  2. Indran 1 October 2016 at 10:41 am

    Well done a thought provoking poem – keep it up .