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,
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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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chhod ay hum wo teri galiyan

जहां तेरे पैरों के कँवल गिरा करते थे

saanso me tum

Saanso mei basne laga hai tu

Neendo mei jagane laga hai tu

Duao mei aane laga hai

Blood And Poison Tears

Rain, rain, go away,

Because of you, the pain will stay.

Slit my throat, cut out

MANANE KI KHWAHISH HO YA NA HO

र लगता है तुम्हें बताने में वो जो हमा

Morning Be Like

 

coffee is

 

all well

 

and good

SADA RAHE

 

चाहे रहे सदा मेरे जमाना विरूद्

God's Gift To Me

You are my sunshine.

You are my shining star.

Everything I'm not,

You are

YEH ROVIEW AGAR HO BHI JAYE TO KYA

eh Document, Yeh Meetings, Yeh Features Ki Duniya,

Yeh Insaan Ke Dushman, Cursors Ki Duni

CHHOTA YE SANSAAR

गांधी, तिलक, सुभाष, जवाहर का प्यारा यह

APNA SAMAJH LIYA

HMNE HI KUCH JYADA APNA SAMAJH 

LIYA THA UNHE APNE TO WHO HUE

HI NAHI.....KY

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