EXAMINATION PHOBIA

Just a poem

EXAMINATION PHOBIA

 

I must not blame grand mother

As this phobia of me

Hasn’t any inkling to the fables

She told me in the nights.

 

Bed time stories of daddy

Has not any inkling

To this phobia I would develop

In later life…

 

You read what happened..

What happened in the examination hall

 

I prepared my best to attack

And unravel all the secrets

Behind its nasty appearance

Wrapped in clueless mystery

 

When I took my pen

To fight with this monster

It appeared in disguise, aiming

At my fragile confidence in myself

 

The rush of ideas in my head

Mixed with adrenaline in my blood

My prejudices threatened my brain

My stiff fingers shivered in pain

 

Answers that I knew, evaded me.

Like an unfaithful contractor,

Memory mocked at me…

And finally the real demon came out…

Fear of failure!!

Began its rock and roll..

My eyes blurred by fear

Scanned the armed troop

Of questions again and again

 

Familiar questions

I must answer them..

This fear bug I must defeat him

Lest my life will be defeated

 

Streams of sweat trickled down

I saw the monster falling upon me…

Consciousness escaped my grip..

Into a deep darkness I eloped with my life

 

I woke up in my dorm..

There was a palm resting on my forehead

Pressing a sweet comfort into my soul..

The nectar of love and concern…

Dripped down into my aching soul

 

“Never ever fear…

Never ever fight with fear

Know the fear, tame the fear

Every fear is a fear of loss

Of something you long for…

 

Accept the loss as well as gain

In the same vain as a warrior

Life is a struggle for gains

All gains are betrothed to losses”

Thus said the teacher

Those words …

Healed me, replenished me

To face many exams of my life

I could tear the fear, my only enemy

I could gun down the fears one by one

There after…

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Such thoughts that take us inside the psyche.. the feelings of fear and anxiety dancing dark inside.. And yet in it all you leave us with words of hope and healing at the close.. So powerfully spoken.

[David W Moore III]

Nicely done. I was a lucky one as a child. I naturally tested well, so never had such fears. For that I am thankful. (I had plenty others to fill my neurosis)

[Coyote Poetry]

The fear of failure and exams. I'm 52 years old. I still take many test. I fear failure also. I believe we learn this fear when we are young. No-one wants to be a dummy. Success allow you to move on quietly. I like this poem. A good story and ending. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

[Inci 2]

nice!! i've written somewhat similar thing but yours is better