If the world was narrowed down to a desk, 

I would be the best companion to it;

While exploring the unknown, 

fulfillment and clearness overwhelming my mind.

I saw an egg, 

equipped with esteem and pride;

Regardless of no dependence and forever shelter,

still the egg is bumping on the road, bravely; 

I read, I write and I remark,

if only there was on end on the sheet;

With the fragrance of the coffee sticking around,

all in all, it is just some kind of unlogical fun;

When the dusk came in time,

it crystallized the memory of a lovely afternoon of my own.