Tomorrow a piece of paper will decide my fate
By a process which I clearly hate…
Exams for a week, they come and go
To test my dear- how much you know!!!!!!!
The Examiners who correct your paper
Will be your fate decider
Will write on the last page
As edited by L.M.
By a process which I clearly hate…
Exams for a week, they come and go
To test my dear- how much you know!!!!!!!
The Examiners who correct your paper
Will be your fate decider
He may make you a king
He may make you a slaveThe man who knows not you
Will write on the last page
How you studied, How you fared
Of all the efforts you put in, What fruits did they bear?!
As edited by L.M.
No matter how much one hate, exams are harsh reality for students..better accept the fact
ReplyDeleteDear Rajesh, This poem is not about loving or hating exams, It is merely an expression of a young students anxiety after his exams... Awaiting results!
ReplyDeletehey....gud1....
ReplyDeleteTomorrow a piece of paper will decide my fate
By a process which I clearly hate…
Exams for a week, they come and go
To test my dear- how much you know!!!!!!!
culd be written like this too!!!!