Tuesday, October 23, 2012

BEAUTY IN BUS


There is a beauty in my bus
She is sitting at the back of us
I am glaring at her cheeks
Trying to know what she seeks

I can hear her whisper and smile
My ears are tuned to her all the while
She got up and walked in the aisle
Like an angel who is on her sail

I ogle at those eyes and those lips
And at those fingers and hips
From every hair let and her hair clips
As they teach a lot of romantic tips

Walking in haste, she just fell down
I ran to help and saw her frown
Gazing at her mighty face, I said, ‘I am sorry, miss’
‘Sorry for what?’ She asked and then I stole a kiss 

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4 comments:

  1. UnknownOctober 29, 2012 at 11:44 AM

    hmmmm... seems fiction.... is it? or real?

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    1. Brad DuggOctober 29, 2012 at 11:51 AM

      yes indeed this is fiction in realty i would have been slapped and kicked

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  2. UnknownOctober 31, 2012 at 12:02 AM

    n in reality u wudnt have done.. i knw

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    1. Brad DuggOctober 31, 2012 at 12:03 AM

      hmmm.....may be I would have tried and got slapped :)

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