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,
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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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Gam chupa hasta chl

ग़म छूपा हँसता चल

खुद को ही छलता चल

SACH ME FARK NAHI PADTA

तुम्हे सच में फर्क नहीं पड़ता,

मेरे

Love's Coming

She had looked for his coming as warriors come,

With the clash of arms and the bugle's ca

First Love
I ne'er was struck before that hour
With love so sudden and so sweet.
Her face it bloomed like

Embassy...

I don’t know enough about anything

to be anybody but a stranger.

Isn’

Last
Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
O

Desh ka Samman Karey

 

Aao Desh Ka Samman Kare

Shahido Ki Shahadat Yaad Kare

Ek Baar Fir

I Want To Thank You Again

To me, you're like an angel, sent by God above,

To cleanse my soul of sadness and fill it

Wo humse kyon ruth gaye,

Tor late tare bhi hum unke liye

us nile aasman se,

Mit jate hain nafrat bhi

saanso me tum

Saanso mei basne laga hai tu

Neendo mei jagane laga hai tu

Duao mei aane laga hai

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