Exam time poem!

We are having exams

At this place called i-j-t

We come and sit there biting nails

All 20 of us, no fail in that

For though we go missing

On days on end when classes reign

Us boys and girls

of evening batch

Love climbing up

those 40-odd steps

To gasp and wait for papers white

And blink and stare at questions black

Write we do for all two hours

Though right there is none

in all we write

With heads that bend

And hands that scratch

We think and wonder

When could we go

and find some mud

To dig our heads

deep within

Then we decide

to brighten up

And think of this-

as such a joy

“Theres nothing I know

Like I feared I might

It must be my innocence

nothing else”

And then there comes

the judgment day

When teachers climb

those steps we did

With them a bundle

of white monsters

That were once papers

we trotted on

Now in red and all crosses

The papers are but

little red devils

That played a trick

on us poor mortals

We hide in shame

our faces in hands

And chant all chants

to make us vanish

But magics fail

and we remain

To see and hear our

wild answers

And look elsewhere

to act and pretend

Its not us

but someone else

That made us write

those silly things

Nothing works

Our teachers are bright

They see through us

and make us wilt

Heads hung in shame

and faces turned red

We take those papers

and sit on chairs

And make all oaths

to do better next time.

But dont we know

what will happen?

Years went by

but none without

When oaths as these

were chanted aloud

That keep failing

forever and ever

But hope we have

Cause thats what makes

these boys and girls

To fight and shout

for a happy morrow.