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

dosti kya hai

 

dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai 

dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha

Best Buddies Forever

God Sent Me You At A Moment In My Life

When He Knew I Needed A Companion

Only He

tumhe pata na chala

यूँ तो शराफत और सादगी लुभाती थी मुझको

Why is the Rose so Pale
Ah Dearest, canst thou tell me why
The Rose should be so pale?
And why the azure Violet
Sho

EK AURAT KE KHILAF

उस एक औरत के खिलाफ 

दुनियादारी क�

Home Alone

My family's gone; there's no one home.

It's only me who's home alone.

I shouldn't

Love On Reserve

We knew love had no space.

No choice, but to force it into

tight space. We handle

Kataar lagaye baithe hai..

Is duniya me agar kuch karna hai,

Apni marzi ki karna tu.

Ho safal agar to baat h

Empty Heart

Feeling down, alone, and empty inside,

Decisions to make but can't decide.

Hurt f

hum chalna chahte hai

hum raah ko badalna nahi chahte,

raah ko hum banana chahte hai.......

jo khud pad