Writing My Examination

Writing My Examination


The clock struck nine
And a chill ran down the spine
Eyes ran through the pages
As the brightness of faces faded
 
Tension mounted in the air
And the hands trembled with fear
Necks stretched to the veranda
To get a glimpse of the Medusa
 
Her steps seemed slow and steady
But nobody was ready
She entered into the room
To send out the doom
 
The question paper was distributed
Before we all were seated
The board read – “all the best”
Mocking at our sentence of death
 
The black print on white paper
Were the black marks for the future
The questions were total strangers
But friendly answers were always there
 
Eyes slipped left and right
As examiners moved right and left
The slight glimpses of answer sheets
Came in as instant relief.
 
Hands slipped down the pockets
To pull out letters of life
The examiner ogled at the actions
But never doubted with a bit of suspicion
 
Practice makes a man perfect
Still you can become the target
Risky but adventurous you say
Until you get caught one day
 
I heard say SOS
Before I could say SOS
Seeking help was in vain
Under the nose of the demon
 
Eyes wandered round the room
And mind wandered round the world
Time seemed stagnated and stuck
Until the final bell was set
 
The final words were scribbled in haste
Much to the teacher’s disgrace
The answer sheets were snatched
As villain played the final part
 
Prayers started to fill the room
To counter the scare of gloom
Friend told “not this time”
“there is always the next time”


 

*NOTE : SOS = Save Our Souls