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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CHEN SE SO GAYA
Dusro ki baaton me log yuhi kho gaye Humne shuru kiya batana  To kisse galat ho gaye Hum

Har rishte me dosti nahi milti

हर रिश्ते में दोस्ती नहीं मिलती।

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SHAAM KI TARAH

शाम की तरह हम ढलते जा रहे है,

बिना कà

Chaman Kho Gaya
Mere watan ka Aman kho gaya
Na jane kahan wo chaman kho gaya

Bahaaren jahan aa ke de

The Cake Of Friendship

Preheat the oven of love

With plenty of secrets and hugs.

 

Mix in g

Long Distance Love

How do you wait

At least 3 years

For a possible soul mate

But have no fea

Unhappy..

I want to love again,

but my heart will not obey.

I want to be happy,

but

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

My Blessing In Life
Every morning I wake up and see,
The most handsome man lying next to me.
He's the one I cheris

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

"Hope" is the thing with feathers -

That perches in the soul -

And sings the tune

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