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

I Am Here
I AM HERE
If you need a laugh, I am here.
If you need a hug, I am here.
If you need a shoul

KHUDA UNKO BAKSH DETA HAI

Kya khub likha hai kisi ne Kya khub

 likha hai kisi ne, bakhsh deta hai

&nbs

Pyar Ne Sharabi Kar Diya

 

उसने होठो से छू कर दरिया का पानी

CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ

Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day

Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --

because -- I don't know how to say it: a

Live, Love, Laugh

Live, love, laugh,

play, fight, cry.

Time seems short when it's just you and I,

Now We Are Six

When I was One,

I had just begun.

When I was Two,

I was nearly new.

PYAAR EK SHABAD BHARA

प्यार, एक शब्द भर होता

तो पोंछ देती

Still I Love You!!

I cannot give you riches
A mansion or a car
I cannot reach the heaven
To bring you

Goodbye To You

  I thought you were so cool.

  Boy, I was wrong.

  I feel like su