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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The One-Sided Affair

I loved her eyes, I loved her hair,

I loved her looks, I loved her stare.

I loved

DIL NE CHHUPA DI MOHABBAT

Bichadi pyaar ki dhadkaney Aankhon mein nami de

Bandh raahon ki uljhan Jeene na de

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Undying Love

I told you I loved you.

You didn't hesitate to say it back.

You held me in your a

Tumhari Sau Galtiyan

 

Tumhari achchai bahut achchi lagti hai,

Tumhari burai bahut buri lagti hai

such a wonderful collection

So pause lots,

function at a pace

that doesn’t pull you apart.

Hono

Be Proud Of Who You Are

I come with no wrapping or pretty pink bows.

I am who I am, from my head to my toes.

I Love You Well

I wish not to love you much,

Only to love you well.

Much is but a quantity,

ye bhi koi jiwan hai

वह देश, देश क्या है,  जिसमेंलेते हों �

Why You're My Friend

You are mine till the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

The Greatest Friend

You've been with me through rough and tough

Thick and thin, until the very end

&n