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

kya hai zindgi

 

bante bigadte halato kaa 

hisaab hai zindgi 

har roz

From My Heart

A million stars up in the sky.

One shines brighter - I can't deny.

A love so prec

Desh ka Samman Karey

 

Aao Desh Ka Samman Kare

Shahido Ki Shahadat Yaad Kare

Ek Baar Fir

Navigation To Nowhere

 

Maps are complicated

if you aren’t familiar with the place.

dosti oe zindgi ke mokaam

एक दिन जिंदगी ऐसे मुकाम पर पहुँच जाएँ

Care And Happiness

You came as a ray of light,

Made my life cheerful and bright,

Showering your affe

Real Friends

There's this little thing called friendship.

I experience it every day,

And I wil

Chai-Chai

रेलवे स्टेशन पर एक चाय वाले ने सुन्दर

Back To Strangers

We started as strangers.

We fell and became lovers.

We started with a, "Hi,"

DIL AAKHIR KYUN ROTA HAI .

YEH JO GEHRE SANNATE HAIN,

WAQT NE SABKO HI BAANTE HAIN

THODA GHUM HAI SABKA KISS