#poetry #art #humans #relationships #relationships  In the realm of shapes and forms, Where lines and angles take on norms, A dance of forces, subtle and strong, Is played out all day long.  The points and curves, they twist and turn, Like flames of fire, they fiercely burn; Pushing and pulling, never at rest, In a cosmic dance, they give their best.  Each angle, a meeting of two sides, A point, where two lines coincide; In perfect harmony, they dance and sway, In an intricate, geometric ballet.  But beneath this dance, lies a hidden game, Of forces and tensions, all the same; Each shape, seeking its perfect match, In a quest for balance, without a catch.  For in the realm of geometry, There's a yearning for symmetry; An eternal search for a perfect fit, That's beyond words, beyond wit.