My Exam - Poem by jatin lachhwani
now time goes on
here comes next morn.
its time for exam
shivering down its my palm
my body is getting warm
i am trying relaxing my arm
exam paper are now on my hand
for me it is difficult to understand
from which question does i start
pumping fast it's my heart.
finally i pick a pen
drawing diagram of a stem
ink leeks off by mistake
making patch of a dirty lake
my hard work now just get break
now i put my had down
to get happy, i am thinking of a funny clown
here the time is over & bell rings
i am feeling like a stupid being
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