Stranger (Poem #17) Alone she is waiting for the drink.Alone I am waiting for the bill.I am done early, all my badshould I pretend to extend or leave sad.As I stare, she too, with my mind getting nosy.Eyes turning red by the reflection of her glossy.I look left then to the right, she looks bright, straight to the eyes.Is that a wink Or a quick blink?As I move with one leg at a time,My mom calls to be on time.Hours went beholding the stranger,Another attempt ending in founder. As it happens, it happens again.All my bills going in vain. Check out my other Free Verse posts if this post added a flavor. Share to the world:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.