A day before exam


Much pressure on mind
Don't know how to keep it behind
With every struggling beat of heart
It feels like an ache in every broken part
Having vibes which are positive
That God will turn everything qualitative
But no trust on poor self
As bad luck often found on the shelf
Gathering all the broken pieces
With a faith which pleases
We will rise and rise again
Everything will be right not now but eventually in vain

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