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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Second Best

I have a heart and it's quite broken.

I read your words as if they were spoken.

Y

ruthe huye yaar ko manau

Socha tha k apne ruthe huye yar ko manau

Ja ke uske daman mein toot kar bikhar jaau

DESH BHAKT

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान

Friendship Are Like Daimonds

In the darkness, in the silence,

Only faint memories of joy are heard.

Overrun by

MUJHE BHI KHABAR NAHI

कोई आहट होती है ना,

तो लगता है जैसे �

sachi dosti

दोस्ती का रिस्ता होता है खास ,

जो ह�

For A Best Friend

Through tears and fights,

Through smiles, I knew everything

It would be all right

Best Buddies Forever

God Sent Me You At A Moment In My Life

When He Knew I Needed A Companion

Only He

I still Love You

In all the world there is

 

no heart for me like yours.

 

I Love You Well

I wish not to love you much,

Only to love you well.

Much is but a quantity,