Parthasarthi'

By Vaidehi Watwe

Beyond the worth of gold,

As heavy as a leaf;

Mischievous,righteous both,

Always been a dairy thief..

A peaceful smile always,

As calm as the sky blue;

Depth in sight; dark violet,

Of the feathers, he's every hue..

No need of weapons,

Enough was the wheel;

For all, he's the solution,

Be the toughest ordeal..

Tiny but greatest,

Weaponless yet armed;

His mere presence,

And enemies were alarmed..

In control all,

All reins in his hand;

Be it the chariot,

Or the humans on land..

Gave a path and direction,

Wind like thoughts tamed;

Divine became a charioteer,

And directed Parth to aim..

By Vaidehi Watwe