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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The Feeling Of Emptiness

I look into a broken mirror,

I seek to see why I am still living.

when I look aro

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si ^_^

Ek Aishwaarya thi deewani si Shahrukh pe wo marti thi,

Najre jhukake, sharma ke Hritik ki

mujhe bhulna mat

भूलना चाहो तो भी याद हमारी आएगी
The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

Mix in giggles and laug

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे �

A F-R-I-E-N-D

A FRIEND

F is for the fun we had together

R is for the relaxing time we shared

Don't Neglect Your Love

Love is like a bicycle

Left out in the storm

If it's not protected

Rust b

mene raah dekhi thi kab se

Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse, Aage ke sapne 

saja rakhe the naajane kab se. Bade u

Love's Arrow

Overwhelming and revealing

this amazing feeling,

this ache I crave, this desire,<

Today I Was...

Monday I was angry with the sun.

It was always in my eyes - no fun.

Tuesday I was