The Bridle. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Bridle path no more visible
Bridles somewhere disappeared
Then why should we bridle between
The world threw the bridles
Not to bridle the humans anymore
Commute in the posh vehicles everywhere
The world is full of comforts
Where humans forgets to walk for
Even a few steps they feel tired
And curses themselves missing vehicle
Bridle path no more visible
Broadways and express ways came
Posh vehicles plying in such a speed
Everyone in haste to reach the point
Where these men came and goes exclaim
The speed and value of money reckons
A craze world and life events here.