Ketan Hukare

Rookie - 23 Points (24 September 1997,15 yrs old / Nagpur, Maharashtra, India)

Insane But Glad - Poem by Ketan Hukare

Yesterday I went to the mountains
And yelled up high with all my migth
Came down trolling and falling
And saw a man with a co at his right
My face grew bright
I yelled up again with all my might
In his ears! Did he hear?
Man, he got mad
Like me, happy and sad
Insane but glad!

Walking, running and trolling
I reached a place where
Once my father lived who
Brought me up with love and care
I went where wrestlers could be traced
Tough uninvited, I went there
And slaped the chef guest
With my hand on his lips
I knew I'd get punches and kicks
Man, he got mad
Like me, happy and sad
Insane but glad

I was thrown in a prison
The locked me up for a while
He he! The don't know that
That won't take away my smile
Well, I am a guy
Who has never gone sad
I don't know why
May be because I'm little mad
I am not happy nor sad
I am insane but glad

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 19, 2012


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