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

A Gift For You
I was thinking today about the blessing of Friendship.
With this mind I stopped and bought a gif

tiranga fehrate hai shaan se

 

 

आज तिरंगा फहराता है अपनी �

The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

Mix in giggles and laug

BHULE MAANAS KO DILATE NETA

गली गली में बजते देखे आज़ादी के गीत रे |

A F-R-I-E-N-D

A FRIEND

F is for the fun we had together

R is for the relaxing time we shared

Missing...

I've hunted near, I've hunted far

I even looked inside my car.

I've lost my glass

The Horse Ride

Taking a romantic ride today,

We sat upon the wagon.

Suddenly the horse lifted hi

NEEND UD GAYI PATA HI NA CHALA

जिंदगी की आपाधापी में कब हमारी उम्र न

Not a disappointment

Like sea waves, love always move toward great heights,
Quite possibly

To laugh often and much;

To win the respect of intelligent people

and the affecti