Varun Sivashankar


Exams


Exams are coming; they're not too far,
With the portion I'm not on par.
The mounting homework grows day by day,
My hair is slowly turning grey.
When for the exams are just a few days,
Worry lines start appearing upon my face.
Struggling in this period with hope I say,
"Even this shall pass away."

The results are out, my joy is in,
My angel's roaring from within.
I shout at the top of my voice in glee,
The topper of the class is the clever me!
The tough exams are finally done,
And I've come first, I'm number one!
But even happiness for ever can't stay,
"Even this shall pass away."

Submitted: Thursday, March 07, 2013
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A reference to the poem by Theodore Tilton 'Even This Shall Pass Away' in which all the stanzas end with this line. He expressed a view that all things, good and bad, will come to an end.

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