Desperate Disguises

Ever heard the story how
Sun loved the Moon so much
That he died everyday to see her rise?
He gave all his shine away
And irrevocably darkened the skies.
Gazing pandemonium of stars around her.
But all her light was but lies.

It's all the phenomenon of life and death and a sky full of starry disguise.

One should die for the other to live
One should thrive, the other must subdue
The sun must bow on the horizon
For the moon to star for a new reason
One must shackle in the prison
For another to love in celebration

It's either day or night
Love or hate,
Time is the entity,
That loves to separate!