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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Your Wounds

Time doesn’t heal wounds

to make you forget.

 

It doesn’

kub tak door rahoge tum hum se

kab tak raho gay aakhir yun dur dur tum hum se,

aakhir tum milna hum se ek din zaroor,

The Kiss That Was

have you ever had a kiss

that took you on a bliss

and left you with shaking knees

Complication..!!
In a world filled with changes
each and every day..

I feel I’m being judged
for what

MANZIL PHIR SE BANA

Honsala Toot raha ho agar jeevan me…

maayusi ne agar daaman thaam liya…

Remeber When

Remember when we first did meet,

our hearts rejoiced and skipped a beat.

Remember

MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

hausla khud aa jayega..

Bus yahi dua mangi thi bhagwaan se,

 

Dena mujhe hausna ladne ka insaan se,<

Pyara Hindustan Hain

 

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौ

To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wif

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