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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KITABON MAI

Na Jane Saloon Baad Kaisa Sama Hoga,
Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?

You poison me with your eyes,

Your lips curving, drawing me in.

How can you trust

wo dot kahan gum gay

ना जाने वो दोस्त कहां गुम हो गया जिसक

MUJHE BHI KHABAR NAHI

कोई आहट होती है ना,

तो लगता है जैसे

ALFAZON KI KAMI

रात की इस ख़ामोशी में

इस कलम की सरगो

Choices...

I see people laughing and joking all around,

but on my face there is no smile; instead, t

Helen Keller

 

मैं कभी-कभार  ही अपनी कमियों क

Wishes Don't Come True

I wish there were words to express how I feel,

But no words I see will do.

No wor

MUSKURANE KI WAJHA

Humare Muskurane ki Wajah Tum Ho,

Hamare Zindagi ka Matlab Tum Ho,

Agar Chor Diya

Ruke Na Tu, Jhuke Na tu
Dharaa hilaa, Gagan gunjaa!
Nadi bahaa, Pawan chalaa!
Vijay teri, Vajah teri!
Jyoti si jal,

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