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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DESH BHAKRI

Behti jahan gyaan ki dhara,

Vo bharat hume jaan se pyara,

Sita ram ki dhara hai j

jiwant mera prem saans leta hai

उसकी हर बात घोलती है मेरे कानों में अ�

Stay Here My Love

Listen to my heart as it screams your name.

Look into my eyes as you fix the pain.

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In life, some people will hurt us and cause us pain,

but we must learn to forgive and for

My Blessing In Life
Every morning I wake up and see,
The most handsome man lying next to me.
He's the one I cheris

A tribute to school lyf:

"Ek muddat ke baad milne wali thi kaid se Azadi,
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Standing Alone

I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.

See the hope an

AASHIKI ME BASS

आशिकी में है बस दर्द ही दर्द  खुशी क�

HAR SHAYRI ME AOKA NAM

um jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman s

safar me dhoop

यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्म�