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

Deedar a nazar

Deedar a nazar na sahi sapno me aate rahiye

Mulakaton ka silsila yoon hi chalte rahne do<

My One-Sided Love

My love for her is a roaring fire.

She's all I ever did or will desire.

Without h

TERE INTEZAR SE MOHABBAT KI HAI

तेरे लिबास से मोहब्बत की हैं,

तेरे

My Love I'll Go Anywhere With You

Let's run away.

I don't care where.

It doesn't matter,

As long as you're

Brighter Skies

If you awake to one more dreary day,

an empty heart with empty hours to kill,

rem

Dar Kar Nahi Rehna Hain

 

कस ली है कमर अब तो, कुछ करके दिखा�

matwali zindagi

आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,

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badhe chalo

Na haath ek Shastra ho

Na haath ek astra ho

Na anna veer vastra ho

Hato n

Key 2 my HE@RT!!!!!
As i feel d tear go down my cheek,
I notice that my heart is weak,
For the lov

KABHI DHOOP TO KABHI CHHAON

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