From The Pit Of My Stomach

Exams... 😭

*Clears throat* I actually honestly, know what,

Everyone thinks and everyone feels about exam.

And here about it, a poem I'm writing; but,

Perhaps for some, it is simple as eating jam...

Exams, exams, exams and exams are just tests,

Given to every student to check their progress.

While it takes away piece by piece our rest,

Finally, we end up not knowing how to dress.

Some memorize the whole books, while,

Others try to learn them by heart.

Finally they forget to take their file,

Or minimum, what they learned a small part...

I grunt, mumble and mourn when I think of it,

And groan and huff and puff when I see an exam paper.

Or with the name EXAM written on a tit-bit.

But some do fail and end up becoming a housekeeper...

My friends try their best to study hard,

And ask everyone to clear their doubt.

They don't remember their birthday, till they receive a card,

Wishing them; "Whose birthday is it?" they think and pout..

But, some like me, do not even mind,

Whether it's an exam or a revision.

We just mark the answer as if we are blind;

So that at least we don't get any tension...

If I get an intention that I have to study,

Then with the help of God I somehow open my book.

When I get a doubt, I ask about it from a buddy,

And continue talking and from mum, get an evil look...

When at last the Parents' Teachers' meetings do come,

I go with the lady who gave me birth to school, ready to listen;

To all the bad comments about me, my teacher tells my mum,

And I think I hurt my mommy, because with tears, her eyes glisten...

Then I get ready to study hard no matter what,

And I reach home, in my heart with THAT goal.

I open my books again with the aim of learning, but;

I again do the same thing I did before, forgetting all....

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Wrote in a hurry. Didn't re-check...

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