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

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YE MATWALI ZINDAGI

आज रात दुख वाली है तो कल दिवाली है,

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Aansu Ache Nahi Lagte

 

Tere khoobsurat aankhon mein aansoo achche nahin lagte,

Chaahe jitnaa bhi

Pyar Ne Sharabi Kar Diya

 

उसने होठो से छू कर दरिया का पानी

Am Not Really 60

 That's not my age; it's just not true.

 My heart is young; the time just flew.

Friendz Are Be Like

Opposites

I say yes and you say no

I say bye and you say hello

Butterfly'

Sometimes
Sometimes we see things that aren’t meant to be seen.
Sometimes things aren’t always as they

Special True Friend

It has meant so much

Having you as a friend.

You will always be a part of me

Love At First Sight

When first we touched,

My heart flew high,

On gossamer wings through a cloudless

zindgi ka naam imtehan

कहते हैं ज़िन्दगी का दूसरा नाम इम्तिह�

I Still Love You

Of all the things I've ever said,

Of all the tears I've ever shed,

Of all the thi