The Final Push

Only a few days are left,
But no seriousness is felt.
I don’t want to cry, I don’t want to regret,
Need to study each chapter, each alphabet.

I need to work hard,
With determination, not just a façade.
I want to score better,
That’s what truly matters.

Managing my time,
Is harder to define.
Working with a strict schedule,
Feels far from cool.

How foolish I am, though I know,
Boards won't be easy, still, I let it go.
I need to work hard,
That’s the key to the reward.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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Agustin Avatar
February 7, 2025 at 5:22 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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