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

Udaan
Kalpana ki ek udaan
unn shabdon mein lipti
jaisey ghol gayi
mishri si mithas
tann-mann m

WO YAAD ATE HAI DIL MEIN

Woh yaad aaye bhulate bhulate,

dil ke zakham ubhar aaye chhupate chhupate,

sikhay

Kind, Amazing Best Friend

You have become my closest friend.

It's been just about a year,

And you're the on

Zindagi ko jina sikh lo

Zindagi ko jina sikh lo,

Zindagi se ladna sikh lo,

Hausla rakho sabse uper,

When I Was One-and-Twenty
When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
‘Give crowns and pounds and guineas

If Four Is A Party This Is A Parade

I have one too many personalities,

I don't know which one is me,

So if I'm nice a

Best Friends Are Angels, That God Sent Along

If someone asked what's a best friend?

I'd have to say someone who's there 'til the bitte

KATTAR LAGAYE BAITHE HAIN

Bas chalta ja tu sahi dagar,

Or peeche kabhi na mudna tu.

Jab pahuchega tu manzil

You Love Me

Insecurity, when you walk in the room.

Curiosity, when you stare me down.

Speechl

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune