As warm and brilliant the Sun could be,
A cloudless sky, clear of haze.
A masquerade in the forest,
I prance under the sunlight wildly.
Personas interlace as it projects
On different angles, different people.
Bubbling wine as a remedy for the excitement stored.
Delicacies of colors and flavors offered.
Celebratory smiles blazing in stupor.
Laughter and roaring hearts heavy as a shipwreck.
Flowers glazed with tempting icing.
All sinking into the Sun.

As gentle and mysterious the Moon could be,
A bold dark sky engraved with stars.
A dissection on the damp ground,
I lie naked and soaked under the moonlight.
A decay of myself, I wane gruesomely under the moon.
Secrets gush out as it shatters
Confinement and compression.
Tears as a remedy for the truth untold.
Embrace with amenity and eternity offered.
Spirit and a still heart light as the drifting wind.
Leaves shedding its camouflage.
All sinking into the Moon.

Preserved in darkness’ clasp,
Leave me not,
On this furrowed path of self-discovery.
For fear that I may plunge into a pool of tears or
Numbed by the melodies that haunt my ears.
Uncover me in your cradle with your cosmic light.
Wrap me in your blanket with your goodwill sight.
I want to see the world when you lower my eyelids
As I dwell in darkness and sail across the boundaries.
For when the Sun comes up,
The monologues repeat themselves again and
Life is another drama of wax and wane.