Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The Rowels. - Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

Two or three old rowels were in stock
Where once it was used for bulls
To tame and lead it for convenience
The poor farmer's choice for bulls
The bulls they played a part in human life
Not in the sense of today's bull stories
The period of farmers worked hard
And took the bull by the horns and rowels
Rowels played a part of farm life
The bull fighting was a sport in villages
The bull fighters shown their might
The years are gone and now no more bulls
For bull fight or bull fighting extinct
Tractors and tillers we use for farming.
The old rowels a monument of the past.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Life of farmers and farming......

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

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