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 Love I Feel

To hold you close to having you near

To have my breath against your ear

Whisperin

When I First Saw You

Vulnerable before I found you

Lost in the lonely streets of my heart

I loved you

hum unko paa na sake

Aansuon Ke Saagar Me Dil Ko Doobote hue,

Tamaam Raaten Guzar Di Rote hue

Mazak Ka

meri zindgi ki kahani

ये ज़िन्दगी है तेरी मेरी कहानी,

कभ�

The Beauty Of A Tree

Can there be anything more lovely

Then the beauty of a tree?

Her leaves shimmerin

MERI JAAN MENE TUMSE KABHI KAHA NAHI

Main karta hun pyar tujhase bohot meri jaan

Magar tere jawabo ki chadar se darta hun

A Voice Behind

When into sorrow, my poor soul sinks

When a sound of despair in my heart rings

I'

My One, My Only, My Everything

For so long, I wished for the day.

The day that our love would find its way.

From

aisa bharatvarsh banayein

Bhookh, Garibi Aur Laachari Ko,

Iss Dharti Se Chalo Aaj Mitaayein.

Bharat Ke Bhar

Idle Dream

In idle dreams of long ago,

I imagined my true love;

A perfect match, a soulmate,