Born In The Moon Sign! Poem by PARTHA SARATHI PAUL

As a proud Cancerian
born with a nest of fancies
I often mount the Unicorn
and gallop in the air, far and near!
get torn in two minds
and act in petulant impulse
then think the thought twice!
slushy soft at deep bottom
but abrasive hard on the surface!
idealist self lives on lofty thoughts;
often on the wild wings of seagull
hover and count foamy waves` number!
earthy thoughts wake up late; only
when the forehead bumps into a brick-wall!
mind is ever like a very new tender leaf
that pants for caress and the Sun warm lovely kiss!
too alert as a watchdog that barks at paltry shadow!
and heart is ever ready to be hurt by words curt!
good and bad traits, strong and weak points
make me up as I am; a poet and a human.