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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Eternal Emotion

As long as the birds are singing,

As long as the fish can swim,

As long as the su

Marital Rape of a Man
With dreams of Happy life
got married and brought home his wife
with zillion thoughts he enter

MERE DIL KA CHAMAN

वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।

isi pal ke liye

Khokar apne aap ko Kya Koi door jaa paya hai,

Jhuthe naam ke khatir khud ko bhulaya hai

sone ki chidiya

जहाँ डाल-डाल पर सोने की चिड़िया करती �

mene raah dekhi thi kab se

Raah dekhi thi is din ki kabse, Aage ke sapne 

saja rakhe the naajane kab se. Bade u

aitbaar kar mujhpe

Aitabar kar mujhpe bedard nahi hu main…

Teri is kiyaban ka bawar nahi hu Main&hell

veero ka safar

देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार

 

तन

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

Rishtey mare nahi jate

Faasle Badhne Se Rishte Mar To Nahi Jaate...

Par Sach To Yeh Hai Ke Kuch Baaki Rehta Bhi