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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How And When

We are often greatly bothered

By two fussy little men,

Who sometimes block our pa

IS DHARTI KE TYOHAR

अलबेलों की इस धरती के त्योहार भी हैं

Dil ki diwar

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon

Hansa tha jo tune muje dekh pyar se

Un

A Time To Talk

When a friend calls to me from the road

And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,

Lover Far Away

I lay in my bed and think about you.

I love you so much' I don't know what to do.

BHULE MAANAS KO DILATE NETA

गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |

The Game
I've lost
you
not only your love
but also you
as my dear friend
who was
always th

Kaash do Dil hote

Kaash kahin esa hota k, do dil hote seeny main,

eik toot bhi jata ishq main to, takleef n

safar me dhoop

यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्म

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI.....

NAA CHAHAT KA KOI NAAM HOTA HAI..... 

NAA USKA KOI PATA HOTA HAI.......

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