The sleeping student

Sonnet about a sleeping student. Got the inspirational after toddy's Latin class

The sleeping student

Struggling against the constant pressure
to close his eyes,
cause even though sleep is nice,
knowledge is his treasure.

For It is intellect he values
a Yann escapes him
his eyes closing slightly, only to bedim
his vision upon the lessen knows virtues

Yet all his efforts are in vain
for not to sleep damages the brain
And so the student falls asleep

His hands folded, breathing slightly
vast asleep, holding his blanchets thightly
and dreams away, not of knowledge, but of sheep

Author's Note

Reviews and feedback are always appreciated :)

Reviews

[Najam Us Saher]

This poem reminds me of all my boring classses and I feel the same. To sleep peacefully. I liked it.