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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Helen Keller

 

मैं कभी-कभार  ही अपनी कमियों क

Kuch To Kaho Na

Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,

Rastaa hai jaanaa pehchanaa.

 

Saan

I LOVE YOU

When April bends above me

And finds me fast asleep,

Dust need not keep the secret

Sorry
I'm sorry friend
I don't know what to do
I try so hard
to be a better person to you

LIKHTI HU TUMHARE INTEZAAR MAI

लिखती हूँ मैं,

तेरे इजहार का इंतजा

To Mary
The twentieth year is well-nigh past,
Since first our sky was overcast;
Ah, would that this

Happy Birthday, Sister

Once a year we celebrate

with stupid hats and plastic plates

the fact that you we

AAO AJADI DIWAS BANAY

बच्चा-बच्चा बन जाए सैनिक, गर बुरी नजर

Forever On My Mind
Forever on my mind

I don’t know why god blessed me,
With such good friends as you

Little Dance Of Love

We dance circles around each other.

Making eye contact now and then.

Smiling, gig

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