Lounging on a recliner
Hot summer day
She enters the room
I grab her
As she passes my way
She raises her eyes
I give her a grin
I know my smile
Causes goosebumps on her skin
I stare into her eyes
My hair falling into mine
As a wind blows by
She removes them
From my eyes
Shivers and chills
As suddenly the moment spills
Over to embarassment
As she is called for
Before going
She gives me wink
Gives me plenty for the day to think.
here goes a poem...by meg....in praise of our very own recliner in anuraag's bedroom.....
and all we do is pray for the well being of this recliner....😆😆😆
wondering how come a non living object gained so much of importance in our lives!
stay tuned!!!😉😉😉
recliner ki kahaani....humaari zubaani
once upon a time...there was a production house called BT😆😆😆
who never did anything without purpose😉😉😉
and they produced scores of male leads...with the same genetic structure!😆😆
they all were different...different looks, characters, behaviours etc etc etc..
but the only thing common in all of them was
"they all had recliners(couches) in their bedrooms"
few epis back...we saw one in anuraag's bedroom too!
and this rekindled our hopes of anuraag-taani getting married very soon....
humaara funda...seedha saadha
recliner in bedroom= shaadi pakki..by hook or by crook
coz all bt leads have proved this fact true...time and again....the moment they posess a recliner in their bedrooms...they get married and make full use of it😉😉
i mean...shaadi ke baad...hubby on recliners...wives on their beds!🤣
yaani...shaadi ke liye...all u need in bt land is a recliner in ur bedroom🤣
and since our anuraag has possesed one now!
we can start partying!🥳
courtesy....
mad people on edt thread😊
here's a poem...wen "that" recliner won't pose to be a problem
Ages have passed
Since we first met each other
Now I think
She's a total bother
Yet the same pretty smile
Despite the broken teeth
Yet the Same pretty glow on her face
Now that's a mean feat
We bicker, we argue
We behave like any hubby and wife
But sach kahoon to
She's an important part of my life
In the evening
A quiet cold one
Missing the company
Of the cheerful sun
Curl up on the recliner
To get some heat
Yawn, I feel
Pretty deadbeat
She passes by
Remember ages gone long ago
Give her a mischevious smile
She still says no
Stay on the couch
And don't be a grouch!
I say bring me some tea
Please, just for me
She bring a cup hot and steaming
I look up at her, beaming
She blushes
My face too flushes
I pull her on the recliner
She resists it, quite strong
But let me tell you one thing
This won't last very long
Her fingers touch mine
As I clasp the cup of tea
Before she runs out of the room
I give her a wink from me
May be poor-sighted
But the in my heart love is still lighted
by meg
so all u people out there.....as a mark of respect to that recliner...
say!
"recliner baba ki jai ho"🤣🤣
Edited by -vandy- - 14 years ago