Being an ICSE aspirant
The ticking clock is implanting a terror,
My soul is overwhelmed with fear.
I’m left with a broken heart to crash,
Those lovely memories of enjoying are now just a trash.
I know the crystals rolling down my face are worthless.
But still for a while let me stare at you (to syllabus),
Just once again to fall in love with you.
One more vow from my side,
I’ll wait for you( to question paper) , I’ll look for you through my inner eye (brain) but never to bid a goodbye.( to preparations)
