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

176 Like 15 Dislike
Previous poetry Next poetry
Other poetry

When You Will Notice Me..

 

What do I have to do to get you to notice me?

Change my hair, the way I wa

Best Friends
if someone said what's a best friend
I'd have to say someone who's there, till the bitter end

Farewell (My Last Goodbye)
I cherished the times when we're together
I hoped that it would last forever
but now there's n

HUM EK NAYA SAMAJ BANAY

भारत माँ के वीर सपूतों

के बलिदानो

A Message From My Heart

I thought it was what I wanted.

You promised me it was.

You took me in your arms<

Another Crush

I don't want to keep feeling this way,

Because each time I come closer, you move away.

NAA ME GIRA OR NAA MERI UMID

न मैं गिराऔर न मेरी उम्मीदों के मीनार

DUA SAPNO KI LAGA

Shaam tak jhoojh, sab bhool ke paseena baha…

Thak bhi Raha hai to Maa ka maayus ch

What Love Can Mean

How can I let go of you, the one who holds my heart,

We loved being together, now we cry

As You Go Through Life

Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;

  And even when you find them,

Sign up to write
Sign up now to share your poetry.
Login   |   Register
Follow Us
Indyaspeak @ Facebook Indyaspeak @ Twitter Indyaspeak @ Pinterest RSS



Play Free Quiz and Win Cash