PARTHA SARATHI PAUL
PARTHA SARATHI PAUL Poems
I Am Inside My Horoscope
I am smiling back
to the smiles of the exalted Jupiter
at the transit to my birth sign
in my otherwise gloomy birth chart.
Its fatherly aspect
in the house of my ascendant
lets me father some wonder arts.
As it is now positioned
along with my birth-time conjunction of Moon and Saturn
I hear the gospels from the divine preceptor
in the heaven of Hindus;
and my retiring melancholy weaves a garland
in the light of the super benevolent guru.
My life is bound to my square horoscope
and I fly like a paper kite in the kind sky.
All the nine ...
We Will Never Die.
She is sick
in a running hell
far off me;
far off the land of mine and hers.
Her visiting mind
and I fall sick of anxious pangs.
Down with worries
wish I could fly
to the place she may lie
and tell her
we are sick of such a disease
that nothing can catch us
and we will never die.