Those exam days,
I had fallen in love,
With my books,
I proposed them,
And after some rudeness,
They all accepted me.
Every night before exam,
Books got attached with me,
With a unstopable storm of emotions,
Whole night they wanted to be with me,
And I also wanted to be with them,
My eyes also wanted to see them; whole the night,
And with seeing them continuously,
I used to sleep with them,
With their open pages.
In the early morning,
When I used to awake,
I used to saw,
They got up early,
And waitting for me,
With a huge excitation; thinking,
I could read their faces,
I could talk with them,
But; maximum times,
I failed to do that.
When I was in examination hall,
All the time,
I used to miss them,
And wish,
They could come infront of me,
With their open faces,
And with their open hearts.
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