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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Ek misaal bankar,

Dikha do duniya ko

Kanto jaisi raho par chalkar,

Pa lo apni manzil ko

Ek

In Good Time...

Life can seem an endless maze,

The twists and turns, lulls and delays,

But things

Love Is...

I believe that love is loyalty.

It will always have your back.

It will bravely st

Under the Harvest Moon
Under the harvest moon,
When the soft silver
Drips shimmering
Over garden nights,
Death,

A Summer Song
When as the rye reach to the chin,
And chopcherry, chopcherry ripe within,
Strawberries swimmi

Wish In A Dream

Hold onto your dream while mindful of time.

Optimism required, let your light shine.

Only Us....

Laid my head upon your chest

Your arms encircled me,

It was, My Love, as if we we

Soul Mates?

Whatever happened to us when did we end?

How long ago did I consider you a friend?

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TIRANGA JISKI YAAD KE LIY

जिनकी दृढ़ता से उन्नत है आज हिमालय

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A Poem About Time

Time is slow, time is fast.

It never stops, but it always lasts.

It's time for be

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