Exam
Finally it came,
Hoping to pass by him
wihout looking back,
Hurriedly, Quickly,
Please, don't let him notice,
The incomplete of me.
Stiffing the dust of tomorrow,
My hand tried to grasp the emptiness,
Looking at the long road
Uninviting and unpleasant,
I have nothing with me,
I am unprepared,
But I didn't have any other choice, do I?
Lying on the bed,
Looking outside through the dusty window,
Will I get through tomorrow?
Ya Allah,
Only You can decide,
And I will always follow.