A Exam Fear

By Sabareesh. N

 I had an English exam yesterday,

And I was just not prepared

For it.

We were asked to

Write a poem

About this exam,

And it is.

The questions are the mystery,

Like a treasury.

The sheets are not filled with answers,

Like off-sewed sweaters.

The last five minutes,

A last choice.

A more to write,

The paper should not remain white.

Parents say, “Study well,

Otherwise life becomes hell.”

With the education power,

We can reach the tower.

I had the glimpse of the book,

Which I had a look.

The time was ticking fast,

I should not lose.

The time ran,

And I won.

I completed the exam

Like bun, butter, jam.

By Sabareesh. N