Just Waiting Round The Corner Poem by me poet yeps poet

Just Waiting Round the Corner of time
day and night
will you come
I ask of you
no answer comes from you

I keep raising my voice
nothing else much to do
you suddenly yell back
you fool
waiting for whom

I am with your friend
quite cools
who ever will wait for you
you fool
and
you think of a flower
phool

O fool who will smell you
your fragrance has vanished
since I met him
You are really a fool