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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maa sine se laga dil ko rahat de

हम सबको अकेला तू क्यों छोड़ गयी

अपन

I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You

It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,

A friendship that had blossomed to more th

Nothing Left To Say

I've got nothing left to say.

It's like the words ran away.

 

And I'

Time Increase Love

Time is like the wind,

Slow and smooth.

Time can change swiftly,

Fast and

Save Me
You can't stop it
I'm going to die
Too young
Too wise
No freedom
No speech
Without

My Friend On Your Birthday

Dear friend, let me say

something on this special day

Though we are far apart,

Pyar ka mitha dariya

दोस्ती

प्यार का मीठा दरिया है,पुक

A Special World
A special world for you and me
A special bond one cannot see

He Is Hurting Too

He's tired of the pain.

He's tired of every lie.

He's tired of the countless nigh

The Mirror

My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,

for today I discovered an old man starin

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