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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JHANDA LEHRATA RAHE YAHI ORIT RE

गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |

A Hoping Crush

Your smile makes me smile,

Your laugh makes me laugh.

Your eyes are enchanting.

Losing The Best Part Of Me

We fight we struggle

We kick and scream

Please let us back in

And wake us

ISHQ BEWAJAH

HA US VAKTT ME TERA THA 

JAB TAK TU MERA THA 

VO PAL VO RAATE VO YAADHE

Kuch Yaaden Dosti Ke Lamho Ki

 

 

Kuch yaadein hain un lamho ki,

 

jin lamho me

Wish In A Dream

Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.

Optimism required, let your light shine.

dosti kya hai

 

dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai 

dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha

MUJHE PYAAR HAI US LADKI SE

मुझे प्यार है उस लड़की से और मेरा प्यà¤

Beautiful Dreamer
Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me,
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the r

Halfway Down

Halfway down the stairs

Is a stair

Where I sit.

There isn't any

O

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