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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Darkness...

Darkness unfolds when one man's touch

Caresses the body you cherish so much

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utho dhara ke amar

tum or hum ajnabi ek raho pe

एक अजनबी तुम एक अजनबी हम अनजानी राहों

Batter My Heart
Batter my heart, three person'd God; for, you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;

DIL NE CHHUPA DI MOHABBAT

Bichadi pyaar ki dhadkaney Aankhon mein nami de

Bandh raahon ki uljhan Jeene na de

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She Is The Best

Her nature is the best.

Her smile has life.

Her eyes are full of love.

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Young Love

You say you love me

you say you care

But when you look into my eyes

I see

Your Wounds

Time doesn’t heal wounds

to make you forget.

 

It doesn’

Har rishte me dosti nahi milti

हर रिश्ते में दोस्ती नहीं मिलती।

Daydreaming

The first time we ever met

Your name was all I knew

But as we got to know each ot

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