The Rivalry

By Adit Vyas

Tell me the story heard and yet unheard,

A rivalry so strong..

the sun dies everyday,

to regenerate and take revenge.

Where the moon strives to bring a regime,

Onto the vastness of the sky.

Where clouds clash with swords of lightning,

And stars mourn for the death of mighty.

Both fight sans reason,

sans fame, an eternal fight,

all in vain.

By Adit Vyas