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

Other poetry

My One-Sided Love

My love for her is a roaring fire.

She's all I ever did or will desire.

Without h

Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain

I Love You My Love

I love how we

tease each other with

tantalizing words

throughout the day;

From My Heart

A million stars up in the sky.

One shines brighter - I can't deny.

A love so prec

YOOG KE VIHAAN

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान

One Last Kiss

Our goodbyes meant nothing at all, 

because if he's not there, he'll come when I cal

Not A Day Goes By

Not a day goes by

that I don't wish you knew how much I love you.

Not a day goes

Giving Friend

 

We share so much of our lives

Our joy and also our pain.

Without y

Mujhe awaz De Dena

Mujhe awaz De Dena

-hume Kabhi icecream lao to,

.Kabhi Murghi achhi pakao .to,

such a wonderful collection

So pause lots,

function at a pace

that doesn’t pull you apart.

Hono