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

Other poetry

DHARA SE DOOR CHAND

दूर धरा से चाँद को निहारती 

होकर �

I Need It From You

Sometimes I'm confused and don't know what to do,

I need help and I need it from you.

I'll Be There

I'll be there for you no matter what.

I'll hold your hand when you're crying from that ba

If I Could Tell You
When I see you in the morning
it brightens up my day
there are so many thoughts on my mind

TUMKO HI SOCHTA HAUN

तुमको ही सोचता हूँ तुमको ही ढूँढता हू

tears hanging under my eyelashes

im watcing ur way in the path of clowds

my tears doesn't come down untill u come

My Dearest Love

I see you in my thoughts and dreams.

When I awake, how real it seems.

You aren't

EK SAINIK NE KYA KHUB KAHA HAI

Ek Sainik Ne Kya Khoob Kaha Hai...

Kisi Gajare Ki Khushbu Ko Mehakta Chhod Aaya Hu,

MERE JAZBAT

SaDiya Guzar Gayi Kisi o Apna Bnane Me...

Magar Pal Bhi Na Laga Unhe Hamse Door Jane Me..

When I Was One-and-Twenty
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas