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

BAS THODI DER

बस थोड़ी सी देर के लिए तुम्हारा मुझसे �

aao zindagi ko gte chale

आओ जिंदगी को गाते चले, कुछ बातें मन की

Har aansu mera ek shola hai

Dard apne dil ka humne

Ek arse ke bad khola hai

Bas bat ye alag hai

Ke da

To Fall In Love

Give me your loving,

give me your heart,

give me everything we won't be apart.

shahido ke naam

मज़हब जुदा सही वतन तो एक है, है फूल रंग

Fear Of Falling

 

Why are we so afraid

to fall in love?

Is it the hurt, the heartbre

Colours Of Life!! (on Holi)
A child is born in pink
a bundle of white fur deep in wink

plays with all the greens in pa

Love Sits On My Shoulder

Love sits on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.

It tells me how you love me and the word

SARFAROSHI KI TAMANNA HAMARE DIL ME

सरफ़रोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में ह

A Promise Between Friends

When you're in the middle of nowhere and wondering why,

When you just don't know what to