Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

The Wrestlers! - Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

Wrestling is fun, when the wrestlers act,
Well sculptured human in the ring, not smart,
Always make mistakes to fall and get hurt,
In earlier days they really fought and bled,
Hiding small weapons in the underwear,
They attacked the rivals with no fear,
Once the good wrestlers have become the bad,
Scheming with friends and foes for fame,
The caged matches are the worst entertainment,
When men are beaten up in the name of a game,
Hundreds of young wrestlers become sick and invalid,
Many of them have grown older than their age,
Wrestlers are not the stunt masters to act,
They really fight practicing all their skills,
You are all the great people, who feed the public,
that is hungry for the food to their animal instinct.

Comments about The Wrestlers! by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

  • (1/15/2013 11:24:00 PM)

    This poem is dedicated to following wrestlers. Tito Santana, Rococo, Wrestlers named after Giants, Gold Dust, his father, once handsome Shawn Michael, Rick Flair, and particularly Hulk Hogan, who was my inspiration when he was young and not polluted with dirty tactics! There are so many other wrestlers, who have worked hard to entertain us! Thank you wrestlers! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 15, 2013

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