Sitting idle

With nothing to do

Morose walls

Don’t smile at you

Light bulb shines

With a steady stare

Fan keeps moving

Stagnant air

Table chairs

In rigid stance

Like a dancer frozen

In his dance

As I turn around

To gaze outside

Window feels like a

Lively place

Boundless sky

Contained in a frame

Tree tops swaying

Shivering leaves

As a teasing breeze

Moves through them

Clouds keep marching

At their pace

Like a herd of sheep

Moving in waves

More I watch

More I am hooked

Enchanting show

Pulls me in

Dragging away

From a jaded world