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

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It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

BIN MANGE MIL JAYEGA

प्रभु कहते हैं……..!!

 

होती �

A Gift Of Friendship

Happy Birthday to my very best friend.

Your special day has come by again.

We had

SHAAM KI TARAH

शाम की तरह हम ढलते जा रहे है,

बिना क�

It Feels Like A Lifetime Ago

Feels like a lifetime ago

that I loved like that.

Wanting more

and more a

You Know I Love You

I'll be with you as long as you want me to,

Until the end of time.

The day I met

My Silent Tears

 

Shh...listen, don't you hear?

I'm crying, but they are silent tears.

Abhi aaye abhi baithe abhi daman sambhala hai...

Abhi aaye abhi baithe abhi daman sambhala hai,,

Tumhari 'jaun' 'jaun' ne humara dam nikal

I Am Trying

I know there's something great in me,

Something I struggle to find.

The days and