The Sun and The Moon
The Sun and The Moon
The moon is calm
The moon is white
Amidst the dark
Steadily bright!
Clearly by shape
It is bow
It has some marks
On face although
Asking the moon
On her scars
Is deemed by all
Really fierce..
Socialising may not touch the sky
As this mistress will make us shy
On other hand
The sun is great
With its radiance
Unparalleled fame
Inside its heart is psychic burn
The wounds and resulting
Fiery caverns
Nobody sees his inner pain
All do clap on his shining game
The sun is lonely
Although Bright!!
His light is indeed...his inner plight
Socialising here is a far-off case
It has no one to do embrace
..
Will these two ever meet?
Without a storm, all discreet?