The beautiful glow of the holy full moon makes the sky so beautiful doesn't it?
A night sky with a full moon….it’s like the sweet meeting of two love birds
Innumerable stars a mute witness to their celestial love, a forbidden yet divine love story…
But are all love stories meant to be?
As night ends, the radiant sun who had by a loan of its immeasurable brilliance brightened the night…
Created the divine forbidden love story, unfolds in its full brilliance
Love doesn't let the moon leave….nor does it allow the moon to protest against its benefactor
Grateful and happy in its Lord’s bliss the moon simply worships from afar….a mere devotee
The proprietor of her Lord had at last returned….a long severance had ultimately commenced
Returned to take full possession of what was truly hers….what she had only loaned…
Graced a fractional homage to her absence through her alienated brilliance, a reflected splendor
Brilliant and breath taking even in its reflection….
Whenever the sun departs, different phases of the moon always grace the night sky
Magnifying its vividness, intensifying its delicacy
But a night does come when the moon is denied its loaned grace….
Present in the darkness without its luminescence it continues the eternal worship
Unquestionably though, the sun rises in its full glory even the following morning
Full in its glory, complete in its designation….
The forbidden story forgotten...and why not?
However divine, its still a forbidden love story….loaned…borrowed….
A night sky with a full moon….it’s like the sweet meeting of two love birds
Innumerable stars a mute witness to their celestial love, a forbidden yet divine love story…
But are all love stories meant to be?
As night ends, the radiant sun who had by a loan of its immeasurable brilliance brightened the night…
Created the divine forbidden love story, unfolds in its full brilliance
Love doesn't let the moon leave….nor does it allow the moon to protest against its benefactor
Grateful and happy in its Lord’s bliss the moon simply worships from afar….a mere devotee
The proprietor of her Lord had at last returned….a long severance had ultimately commenced
Returned to take full possession of what was truly hers….what she had only loaned…
Graced a fractional homage to her absence through her alienated brilliance, a reflected splendor
Brilliant and breath taking even in its reflection….
Whenever the sun departs, different phases of the moon always grace the night sky
Magnifying its vividness, intensifying its delicacy
But a night does come when the moon is denied its loaned grace….
Present in the darkness without its luminescence it continues the eternal worship
Unquestionably though, the sun rises in its full glory even the following morning
Full in its glory, complete in its designation….
The forbidden story forgotten...and why not?
However divine, its still a forbidden love story….loaned…borrowed….
-InfernoSalvo
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