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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FIE MILENGE

फिर मिलेंगे ये सोचकर हम दोनो तसल्ली क

Only Us....

Laid my head upon your chest

Your arms encircled me,

It was, My Love, as if we we

APNA AASMAN HOGA

अरूजे कामयाबी पर कभी तो हिन्दुस्तां

Did Not
Twas a new feeling - something more
Than we had dared to own before,
Which then we hid not;

I Tucked You Inside My Heart

I have a feeling deep in my heart.

It feels like the fire of a flame.

It feels of

Our Hearts Will Always Touch
When I laid there beside you,
Could you feel me there?
My arms were wrapped around you,
And

dosti ka rishta

Dosti ka rista hota hai khas ,

Jo hota hai her kisi ke pas .

Jo deti hai har kada

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

A Divine Rapture
E'en like two little bank-dividing brooks,
That wash the pebbles with their wanton streams, <

YE DIL MERA TUJH PAR

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