Scroll and ink on a floating grey blimp,
Looking outside, in sky so bluish pink,
A cup of tea, and plans to be made,
Happy smiles, Memoirs slightly fade,
A lecture and presentation lined up next,
Midnight lamp focused on academic crest,
A professor, intentionally acting dense,
No one around, emotions behind a fence!
A false hearing, and attendance troubles,
Someone petite, nervous reading fumbles,
And a day is long, for laptops always live on,
Nights when all work, Mornings drowns in snores!
All the schedules and efforts to readjust now,
It’s a lazy place, a lazy life so much in frown,
The bid to enter something brilliant anew!
All stands alone, for there are happy few.
