Results Of Exams Poem by Narmeen Jamshed

My dearest result,
please don't insult,

I have tried hard,
to get an excellent report card.

You are going to help me in future,
And you can't betray me,
I will never let you free,
You act in my social life like a tree.

the prayes are on...
Since dawn.

I go to school with alot of hope,
And apply my favourite soap.

Will my tension,
be equal to my pension?

The competition is up,
I finished a coffee cup.

I have a little fever
And a big head ache,
its all for my sake.

Oh result,
I can't bear Insult!