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

The Kiss That Was

have you ever had a kiss

that took you on a bliss

and left you with shaking knees

Live Life To Fullest

Life is like an old house; it gets used,

worn-out and old.

Then it's time to move

kese bachayga prem pettr

 kitaab se le jayga prempattr

gidad  use pahad par noch noch khayga

&nb

My Weakness

Until I met you my heart stood still

Like the moon and the sun

Their love is true

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

Love And Hugs

A bunch of flowers,

A homemade cake,

That special gift,

A birthday steak.

BOLE SUBHASH JI

दमकी उनकी रक्तिम काया!

आजानु-बाहु �

NEEND UD GAYI PATA HI NA CHALA

जिंदगी की आपाधापी में कब हमारी उम्र न

VO BHARAT DESH HAI MERA

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती �

Be The Best Of Whatever You Are

 If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

 Be a scrub in the valley