In The Examination Hall Poem by Lima Rose
In The Examination Hall
The answer sheets are pure white
The smell of newly printed question paper
Lingered around the room.
My mind is blank line
The blank question paper before me.
I had a feeling that
The examiner looked like Pluto,
“The God of Death”
With his weapons as question papers.
He was bringing me the
“End of life”, because I knew
Passing the exam was difficult
That conquering the Everest..
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