Best Maths Poems
When school kids sit those maths tests,
A couple of times each year,
They get that pale stressed look from
No sleep and that “failure” fear.
Wearily streaming through the tired doors
Students trudge into the hall.
Pens and rubbers all align,
The creaking clock up on the wall.
Arranging the hall for the test
Seats and tables stand aligned.
No cheating is ever possible,
Students sit alone, sort of blind.
And the exam is sterile, black on white,
Answers are right or wrong.
And the questions are all graded to be about an hour long.
Then it starts, hair gets tossed,
Eyes glance, “sniff”- a tissue.
Clumsy sketches, sitting sideways
On plastic chairs becomes an issue.
Pictures, fidgets, graffiti and tapping,
Hats off, fingers tell the truth.
Hands up, “Can I go to the toilet?”
“Yes, be quick, don’t dawdle Ruth.”
Well, maths tests aren’t meant to be fun,
You won’t laugh, smile, or sing.
And quadratic algebra doesn’t really
Get used for anything.
And the square root of the unknown function
Forms perfect curvy surds.
Should we expect a teenage kid
To care about these words?
And finally, the air hostess,
Straight hair, microphone and smile,
Gives exit instructions in rehearsed monotone,
“Please leave via the isle”.
To kids, another maths test,
Another day at school.
At home they’ll play their Halo
Or just chill out in their pool.
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People not knowing fidget, look around the room knocking the table as they cradle their heads.
People knowing frantically write their thoughts, feet planted, eyes crossed with creases as information is translated from the calculator to their sheet.
Elbows, forearms planted on the desk occasionally, unconsciously scratching ears.
Cutting the air is a cough, a sniff, a paper being flicked, people moving in chairs.
The walls don’t stop the echo of the teacher next door, muffled voices of people.
Pens down. Slap! The pencil hits the table, the race has finished, who won.
O.K., let’s see where you are with your math,
Which areas do we need to work through.
Algebra, space, number, or measurement,
Which topic do you need to review?
Today, algebra, a fantastically obtuse idea,
Instead of numbers, use letters, counting the ABC’s.
By the end of this tutorial you’ll love these letters,
Counting everything with ease.
Words like simplify, expand, and collect like terms,
Will become your new second diction.
Don’t use these letters like in tedious essays,
Nor like when expressing your poetic fiction.
Algebra strives to abbreviate everything,
Every single concept’s to be generalized.
It establishes an effective working formula,
Making it all neat, sleek, tidy, and stylized.
But don’t ask me who uses this at work,
Laborers, builders or for financial investments.
Just make sure you use it next Monday morning,
When you’re sitting your math exam assessments.
Woody would if he could,
Jimmy did like he should,
Timmy just pulled down his hood,
Benny was so very good.
All the boys did the test,
Two did better than the rest,
Benny's result was the best,
Two boys think Maths is a pest.
We were first introduced at the prime age of 5
at a time when my interest was soon multiplied
and every addition to my knowledge of your ways
made it exponentially clear this was not just a phase
and any attempt to divide up my focus
or subtract my attention with daft hocus pocus
was an infinite waste of time far better spent
of that I am sure of, 100 percent
for what else could equal your clear clever style
which I can always work out though it may take a while
we've had peaks and had troughs in our journey since then
but each year my love grows by the power of n.
"How easy this maths exam will be,
How simple the maths to be done?"
You understood exactly what the teacher had taught,
Had taught before the test had begun.
On the board it was: ten plus two is…
And then, what’s ten minus four.
On the board it was easy to see how it was solved,
But that was prior, preceding, before
Seeing the test needing a million computations,
Written in some bizarre scripted form,
The test asking to figure something like:
Calculate the mass of last nights thunderstorm.
Then: “What? Huh? Oh man, I’m in trouble,
Does it matter if every answer is guessed?”
The “I had no idea of any of that”,
Finishes with, "That was an easy maths test?”
A subject like it,
can make everyone's brain fit.
Its difficult though,
if eager to learn,
would perform in a good flow.
Addition, Subtraction, Algebra,
How to perform it?
A simple but a long formula.
My sum is wrong when I don't wanna study,
and when unable to solve,
my face becomes red like a cherry.
Numbers go round and round in my brain,
I am in 6th standard, in 12th would I faint?
The subject is not like English or Science,
In exams, the questions are tough,
but for Newton or Archimedes it's just fine.
But don't worry, it's just for fun,
Have full focus and be bright like the Sun!!!!!
In dream, I was
reading maths
textbook.
I gained a lot knowl
of the highbook.
From my bed I leap
when I woke from
sleep
to notice I was
chatting on
facebook.
Life’s equation works in a different way,
each moment is accounted for as is each day,
one be one, as we pass through time’s sieve,
what remains in the end is charity we give.
balance in the bank does not follow you,
friends and relatives will soon bid adieu,
all that wealth does not matter anymore,
your values are morals to settle the score.
life’s biology has different rules,
let us forget all that is taught in schools,
one plus one two, is not how it is done,
two people in love may say they are one!
when a child is result out of these two,
one plus one is three, that answer is true,
as more children come, there is a new tally,
as they become part of one family!
additions, subtractions, beyond our hands,
equations written no one understands!
foolishly we count sunrise and sunsets,
yet ignore the heart that beats in our chests?
in the big stream of life each drop is known,
each tree is counted, each seed that is sown,
each life created, each leaf that is dead,
each word spoken, many that are unsaid!
many have been and gone and more will come,
multiplication is part of this sum,
statistics here has no median, no mean,
sad tears that we shed do not wipe them clean.
the assembled gold medals on display,
will be sold in the market cheap one day,
that brave soldier and that pious old priest,
their value in sand, no different from beast!
equations of life are different kind,
never needed wealth that is left behind,
no matter what is in your final will,
sum total of your life is always nil!!
from nothing we come to nothing we go,
between those zeros, life is a transient show,
they who know this truth, know the travel route,
we know not Life’s true ‘power’ , nor its square root!
10 syllables each line
rhyme aa, bb, cc…
Beyond that- it does not matter,
life will write its own equation!
VECTOR
I am scalable Because I am measurable. I have a magnitude, which I express it in unit with gratitude. Physcists call me Scalar, maths make me popular.
I am also scalable with direction, For my complete specification. My direction is significant, magnitude too is important. An arrow is placed on my head, It’s my sign, as Vector I lead.
Vector algebra is interesting, all problems start resolving. My addition is commutative, Needless to say even associative and distributive. Dot Product is Scalar, Cross Product is vector.
Vector gradient , makes scalar field variant. Divergence causes Net flux per unit volume, Then fluids automatically spume. Curl results in fluid rotation, leading to whirlpool detection.
Vector algebra is meant for solutions To all natural phenomenal complications. The applications lie in all dynamics. scientists stores them as informatics.
on calculator
three plus two might equal one
the downfall of haste
If you insist on one fast fix
Three plus two could become six!
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For contest by Charles Messina
Placed 3rd
© 27th February 2019
MATHS TEACHER
It’s somewhat like a card trick
A mathematical wrist-flick
All those x s and y s
Surely you must be really wise
To civilians it’s a mystery algebraic
To teachers it is knowledge prosaic
Some is modern, some is archaic
A mathematical knowledge mosaic
You rhapsodise over differentiation
Or enthuse about a simultaneous equation
Drool over the intricacies of geometry
Discuss the various angles of trigonometry
You seem to do it with ease
Seems like a great deal of wisdom
It’s like you’re speaking Chinese
But they’re not from the Middle Kingdom
Truth is it’s like riding a bike
The more you do it, the more you like.
You just gotta train your mind
Till it’s no longer a pain in the behind.
Flunked Maths
I have been considering calculations
haphazardly apparently.
The price paid for a fraction of work.
Algebra and Geometry are the two branches of maths
Which makes us think and we are in a fuss!
It is the best subject of education
For achieving good marks we need
dedication,determination and devotion
Algebra is well known for its equation,
Geometry for its proofs and theorems.
If we practise these subjects regularly
And master these coming out with flying colours
We will be someone like Aryabhatta or Pythagoras.
Mathematics is tough
Multiplication hard
Mental sums mind boggling
Maths theorems are worse
Mind confused in exam
Maths should be optional
Majority agree