Physics

Physics is the subject I hate the most
There’s nothing so great in it to boast

Mechanics and optics, currents and waves,
Diodes and magnets, they’ll dig our graves.

Why the hell did NEWTON sit below a tree,
To see that apple, and create gravity.

I still can’t think who did this suggest?
(that) I am sitting rock steady but still not in rest.

A ghost I remember, his name MAXWELL,
Reading his equations, I ain’t feel well.

An errant in the list, one name still more,
You guessed it right, he was very BOHR,
What did it matter?
Whether electrons rotate or scatter,
He just wanted to flatter,
Theories making books fatter.

I hear god’s summon,
There’s too much defect,
So he sent Mr. RAMAN,
Who proposed his effect?

BUT 007, the license to kill,
Truly goes to EINSTEIN,
Whose dangerous thoughts didn’t even spared the time.
What did it matter him, whether time is slow or fast?
He was only interested in making, the Physics portion vast.
If I sit and tell their braveries to thee,
Then it will last longer than Kyunki saas bhi Kabhi bahu thi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!