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

padi likhi ladki or anpad ladki

बेटा घर पर लता है अपनी गर्लफ्रेंड को �

kya dhoondti rehti hai ye aankhe

सब कुछ तो है क्या ढूँढ़ती रहती हैं नि�

SHAAM KI TARAH

शाम की तरह हम ढलते जा रहे है,

बिना क�

If You Must Go

If you must go, then go for a while

Remember that the first step is a hard traveled mile.

YE DIL MERA TUJH PAR

दिल के इस दर्द को क्या अंजाम दूँ

ओ �

utho dhara ke amar

I Fell In Love With My Best Friend

We were best friends.

Now we're even more.

You don't know how much.

of yo

How It Used To Be

I saw her during recess

And then again at lunch

I kinda liked to tease her

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Tamna Thi Kisi Ko Pany Ki >_

Buhat Tamna Thi Kisi Ko Pany Ki,

Buht Tamna Thi Kisi Ka Hojany ki,

Pr Kia Pta Tha

A True Romance

You're the best thing to happen to me,

So let our love fly free.

You're my dream