A Mathematical Rhapsody

I doubt; Can I live long rather?
As we both are parallel lines, which do not meet each other.

To understand you is a task very hard;
Before that, the problems of Mensuration I will regard.

Expressions of your face frequently deviates,
That the comprehension of sine and cosine alleviates.

Our only meeting of love made me disappoint.
It was like a tangent that meets a circle only at one point.

I promised you there that all your expenses I will afford.
As I am the diameter of my family circle, which is the longest chord.

My love towards you will truly suit.
It is a quadratic equation of real root.

In your friend circle, I was too your friend.
But I was like an Arithmetic Progression's term of the end.

Your deception make me full of sorrow,
My life becomes as a cylinder hollow.

In your love, I myself dangle.
I act as an unknown value of an angle.

In your life, I am one of the obstruction.
It seems to me that I am an endless construction.

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This poem shows the sentiments of a mathematician towards his lover in mathematical form.