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 ...
Old Holy Chair
i see from far and near
my grandpa's sleek, rocking chair.
it still sits idle in his chamber,
the old dear thing is one fond member.
‘due care is given to timely enliven’,
seems to be talking once it is shaken.
it looks like a throne; over years grown,
the head is no more, now lies the 'crown'.
the kingdom yet runs, the olden days ‘te gone,