Ours Physicsica

Another piece of literary genius from the Anin Poetry Machine (title included)!! This time serving to acquaint you with the spectacular horrors of Physics!! Well…nothing can really, really make you understand what 12^th CBSE physics is like…but this is a seriously good attempt!!

On 3^rd my life was plunged in gloom,

The physics exam my head did loom,

I picked up the book with little zeal,

Who wouldn't! while thinking about the imminent ordeal.

The progress was terribly slow,

Do you know where the charge will flow?

My approach to it rather tentative,

Erm…was the circuit capacitive.

The next chapter was very highly repulsive,

For all the circuits were resistive,

Ok! Now I liven up the tone,

I liked the bridge of Wheatstone!

The chapter ahead was nothing less than comical,

For it was the effect of current, that to chemical,

Physicists should never try there hand at chemistry,

Because they end making there own mockery.

While magnetism was the most bitter strife,

I wish Biot & Savartz are not given another life,

I now regret having slept in many a class,

As Lorentz force skips over my head, alas!

Magnetism and matter is no small matter,

It is explosive served in a platter,

The thought "I'll give you hoff, right" lends comic relief,

But I have to proceed with haste, Oh my grief!

It lies ahead, as deceiving as a set of cryptics,

Oh hell! Is this really optics?

A philosophical photon asks itself "who and why am I?"

"What are you?" I add with a sigh.

This forms the basis of the chapter beyond,

I cant say, of this chapter I am very fond,

"Every matter is in fact a wave"

Why should I know this, you knave.

Atom is a chapter beyond compare,

There is not enough in it to even care,

Nuclei is small in the real world,

But in physics the whole thing is so curled,

Semiconductors do no good but increase my tension,

But hush a second! Transistors require my immediate attention.

Disaster is not what one can avoid.

With "Principles of communication" so vast and wide.

As midnight approaches near,

Creeps in a feeling of fear,

But where is the feeling in my hand,

It has become as numb as wood or land…

English Enigmatics!!!

Not my own - Anin's brainchild :D.....yes, yes the very same ubiquitous commentator!! :)

Anyway, Anin has very kindly given me the copyrights to this poem. So here goes...!! :D

I wake up and to myself resolve,

Today English I have to solve

But I have ended p in a tangle

In this wordy world I do wrangle

As I resign to my fate

Sneaks in "A room 10'x8'"

It is all about relations and relatives

And is of course the most effective of sedatives.

Insects do hum this we all know

To the extent of writing on it one should never go

Someone please tell that to Robert Lynd

He has left me without breath or wind

A dark complexion and blue eyes

With looks over which Doronin dies,

Who even cares if you love play-acting?

Why do we suffer your life so boring?

"Judgment of Paris" is one to cherish

Albert Einstein can go to hell and perish,

To ask him to give a speech is the work of a devil

Further to make us read it leads to our peril

"Asoka" is just loads of mugging.

"Grief" is one that is rather bugging,

Potapav wants relief from his grief.

Why can't he leave us free?

These the lessons in prose made me sit and swoon,

Till the clock showed it was half past noon,

Proceeding to have a taste of the poets' work

Little did I know the greater dangers that lurk!

My feeling for the bird is not sympathetic,

For it has left in a situation pathetic,

This heart of mine, to the lord above, a plea does fling,

It is that Dunbar does never again sing.

Through "Survivors" it is very hard to survive,

But for the time being to do it I shall strive,

To Pakistan I shall give Macleish on lease,

For his verse can destroy and demolish.

"Of Mother's" requires no special mention,

it is my primary cause of tension.

While summer is the approaching season,

To learn "Ode to autumn" I see no reason.

In "Sally" there is but a major folly,

The fellow is so young he ought to sucking a lolly.

But still it is tones better the "Curtain",

One can say that for certain.

This sums up the English terror.

If in any opinion you see an error,

Grant me pardon and to express my views give me freedom,

For this is a work written in complete boredom.

In case you didn't realize....this one endeavoured to capture the essence of the bloody boring english text that we wrote our boards based on!!! :D