WHEN THE INVIGILATOR IS AN ANGEL!!!

It doesn't often happen,
Hope I'm not mistaken;
I always enter the exam hall,
Thinking if it is of any use at all;
Boring subjects, Bothering credits,
Empty sheets, Disappointing verdicts;
Tough to stand all this hell,
Until your examiner is an angel;

And so it happened today,
As the angel made her way;
The paper started to scramble,
In her sway's trecherous gamble;
Couldn't judge if I had to take the test,
Or enjoy the visual fest;
As she now and then wandered,
My words in the sheet blundered;
Completely lost in her magic,
I struggled to think with logic;
Hardly completed the paper,
Before the time is over;
It doesnt always happen,
Hope I'm not mistaken.

Dedicated to the angel for having inspired me to write poetry once again.

-Me Dil Se