Exam Hall Poem by Pravat Kumar Mandal

EXAM HALL
Pravat Kumar Mandal

Exam hall is a Haildom
Not a play ground.
To express their wisdom
Wait without sound.

Exam hall is a hot room
It's winter though.
Het up to make their doom
If the pens don't go.

Exam hall full of fear
No wind motion.
No one to take their care
Except tension.

Exam hall a cave of pales
With a watcher.
A deep tension prevails
And a pressure.

Exam hall a grim battle
Fight the fighters.
With the sound of every bell
Promote encounters.

Exam hall just like a hell
Silent hearings.
End after the final bell
Creepy feelings.

August 15,2019