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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BAS AB MAA

मैं तन पर ला दे फिरता दुसाले रेशमी

JAB AKELA HOTA HUN

Jab akela hota hoon, rula jaati hain unki yaaedin.

Fir wohi beeti baatein yaad dila jaati

prand ke saman hai

घोर अंधकार हो,

चल रही बयार हो,

आज

Love Of A Friend

sitting alone gazing at the sky

thinking of you always make me cry

as the time go

AANKHON ME NAZAR AATA HAI

तेरी आँखों में नज़र आता है स्वप्न मेरा

Before I...

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like

To be weak,

How difficult it is t

Shahjhan Ki Mumtaj

उसकी आँखे जैसी एक राज़ हो

 

उसक�

Just Like A Child

How I wish to trust

In life, no questions asked,

Hanging on God's words,

Always And Forever

Always and forever is so far away,

But know I'll stand by you for every last day,

Love Is So Amazing

My love for you is like the raging sea,

So powerful and deep it will forever be.