The God’s Equation.

My birthday got me- an Einstein book

Red, inches thick and hard to look.

‘The God’s Equation’, it said it was.

I wondered it as birthday loss.

I opened it, I saw myself.

We resembled like my fathers’ legs.

We love the serene lonesome nights

To gawk and wonder wonder light.

He hated school and even failed

And mine are better than Einstein’s grades.

We love the coffee on winter days

And stretch our tongues at public place.

‘Once focused he did wonders’, book said

To mother’s insight I am a wonder lad.

And hence I spotted the difference at large,

e=mc2 from a magnetic compass.











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