A Silent Vow

In the quiet of my room, books surround me,

A silent vow on every page, dreams abound.

No parties, no laughter, no friends to meet,

Just the ticking clock and the notes on repeat.

For a seat in the College of Medical Grace,

MBBS is the goal I endlessly chase.

No outdoor escapades, no gatherings nearby,

Just 15 hours of study, year after year.

A surgeon's dream, a healer's heart,

I trade the now for a future's start.

The silent cries, unseen by the crowd,

Speak of sacrifices, dreams avowed.

In the hush of the night, when the world is asleep,

I nurture the hope that within me, runs deep.

Doctors inspire, their paths I trace,

A believer in destiny, I embrace it.

I'll tread this path, with determination in my stride,

A surgeon in the making, my dreams as my guide.

Silent cries echo, but faith stands tall,

One day, I'll answer the nation's call.