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

SOCHTA HUN KAHUN

सोचता हूं कहूं वो इंकार न कर दें. .

क

Different Types Of Friends
We all have many types of friends,
And in our life they come and go.
But if we can understand

Prem agan hai thodi thodi

Chanda se bhi gori gori

Samne khadi hai wo chori

Dekhe mujhko chori chori

I Couldn't Pretend

Friends indeed,

Together we will succeed.

Our dreams will come true,

Fore

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

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

I Will Always Be There For You

I will always be there for you,

I am your little friend.

I will always be in love

bade dino baad mile pata hi nahi chala

 

बड़े दिनों बाद, आँखों में हम एक द�

Umar bhar nibhana

ये तो फूल है जिन्दगी की राहों को महका�

We Have Been Friends Together
We have been friends together,
In sunshine and in shade;
Since first beneath the chestnut-tree