Gym Class

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

The locker room smells nasty,
And my gym shoes smell like feet.
My socks smell like they’re made of cheese
Or spoiled rotten meat. The toilets are all backed up,
And the floors are soaking wet.
The stench around the benches
Is from everybody’s sweat. The shower stalls are moldy.
All the uniforms are stiff.
The air reeks of deodorant;
I dare you—take a whiff! I’m not the smartest person,
But I know this much is true:
Instead of calling it P.E.
It should be called P.U.

-Neal Levin

Other poetry

All About Girls

Girls!

They protect you!

Mind you, correct you!

In ways you never thought

BHUL KAR BHI TUJHE NA BHULE

Tujhe Bhool Kar Bhi Na Bhool  

Payenge HumBas Yahi Ek Wada Nibha 

If Only Walls Cloud Talk

If only walls could talk,

They'd tell you about me,

And how they hear me scream

mehboob ki aankhe roti hui

AMAR HO JAUNGA LAGTA HAI

Anjaana sa Duniya ki baatoon se

Din-Pal aur Raaton se

Na kisi ke kahne ka asar

kya pata hai tumhen

Kya pta hai tujhe?

ki mere jajbaato ka alfaaj tu hai,

mere hontho par bikhari mus

Second Best

I have a heart and it's quite broken.

I read your words as if they were spoken.

Y

ALFAZON KI KAMI

रात की इस ख़ामोशी में

इस कलम की सरगो

Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai

Har nazar ko ek nazar ki talash hai,

Har chehre mein kuchh to ehsas hai,

Aapse do

The Love I Feel

To hold you close to having you near

To have my breath against your ear

Whisperin