writing Classroom Napping Poem and others of RandoMinds

[137.RADIO 4]

I actually fell into deep sleep in my US history class waking up in a jolt to realize, I fell asleep because there was no more work to do. It was the classroom lighting, it reminds me of a parking garage at night, and night equals sleep. Anyways, I wrote this down in my journal a couple days later...

 

Midday Naps

It does not matter

The clamor around me,

The figures above me.

The authority emanating

Is weaker than the feeling

Pulling down my head

Crashing into protests

That do not matter

As long as I close my eyes

There is darkness.

-Radio

 

I have some four liners. Very short.

This one is about one of my OC ponies, but it only goes on her apearance, because her name is Adrina.

 

She had beautiful fur,

A cello like mane,

And upon that moment,

I knew of her name.

 

She approached me graciously,

An act, I suppose

Upon first glanced

She turned up her nose.

 

I could only bow down

As if to chew on the grass

But when the older horn left,

She started to laugh.

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Okay, that was longer than four lines.

 

Ciao, I gotta add the other ones later.