Moon has gone black-spotted,
By Sun’s love that is deep-hearted.
But Sun has always anger carrying with,
Moon has certainly betrayed from beneath.
Thus Sun learnt the art of deceit,
It comes with the dawn, stays with the rays
And goes with the twilight.
Sometimes love is like that..It comes with the dawn, stays with the rays And goes with the twilight.
Better times to this love of your so wondrously spun poem & better luck to love's intrinsic magic seed next time around, when Sun and Moon again shack up under a more harmonious cosmic sway.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thus Sun learnt the art of deceit, It comes with the dawn, stays with the rays And goes with the twilight. the description similar like a melting snow.......candle wax....... the finite line sun to go away with twilights is very impressive to read and feel! !