I'm the last time of that wannabe,

Who wants to be sober,

I'm the student's resolve,

This time he'd pass for sure.

I'm the pinky swear,

When stamp papers were not there,

The husband's vow to his wife,

To protect and nuture and care.

The soldier's duty to his land,

To spill own blood till no air is left.

The leader's pledge to his people,

In whose wake, progress would be deft.

The friendship bracelets mock me,

They adorn the hands of now two strangers,

Without thinking twice, you easily betray,

But it is I, who is crushed under.

I'm the wish you make,

After that final goodbye,

I'm the promise,

Which you never comply.

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Short and sweet! :))
I'm sorry I did not post for so many days, I needed to catch up with my pending studies. So not much time for writing...:(
Hope you like this poem too!!