Mathematical Poetry

What Goes Round Comes Round

What haps on the ground
fast goes to the sky;
It roams round unfound.
Then quickly comes nigh
to dwell on spots round.

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Hemalatha Ramesh
1 month ago

Wow!

Sheela
Sheela
1 month ago

Classic

Godwin Nwaobasi
1 month ago

Yeah so true what goes round must come round