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

Ek misaal bankar,

Dikha do duniya ko

Kanto jaisi raho par chalkar,

Pa lo apni manzil ko

Ek

What I Love About You My Love

The touch of your hand,

The smell of your hair,

The naughtiness in your smile,

If Alok Nath was in Dhoom3

What if Alok Nath was in Dhoom 3:
Bande Hain Hum Sanskari
Hum Pe Kiska Zor
Sans

A Friend Found In Music

Music is the ocean

That pulls me to the shore.

Music is the rhythm

That m

My Babe....

Together we may struggle

but without you all I feel is pain.

Sometimes I may seem

mukti diwas

धन्य आज का मुक्ति-दिवस, गाओ जन-मंगल,

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sacha veer bana de

sacha veer bana de maa- sacha veer bana de maa 

dhruv jeasi mujhe bhakti de de- arju

kya dhoondti rehti hai ye aankhe

सब कुछ तो है क्या ढूँढ़ती रहती हैं नि�

Wait For Me

I know so little about you,

But I'm falling in love with you.

I have been since t

Life Circle..

When I am born, you are here

In your eye, I see a tear

Time flies and already I'm