As I sit on the desk,
I see you resting like a disk.
On my table you sit,
I think you are sick.
As I write lies on the paper.
You are supposed to whisper.
I believe you are a member,
One to remember.
As I submit the paper.
I realise I did the work alone.
You are just a piece of paper,
Representing me .
Why didn't you whisper ?
I thought I will prosper.
And I will write in a way that is proper.
Anyway you are just a fellow.
Where you go in the exam room I will follow.
But your heart is not soft like marshmallow.
You left me no hope for tomorrow.
Because your help I couldn't borrow.
My candidate number.
Candidate Number
Muwi Chantel
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 01/17/2021
Poet's note: I wrote it in the exam room looking at the candidate number after,submitting my exam paper
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Poem topics: alone, believe, heart, hope, remember, sick, work, room, submit, tomorrow, soft, follow, thought, write, whisper, paper, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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