THE SIDES OF THE SIDE

The pace of life chimed by the tick of the sky,

Never did one hear of its waiting for what was gone by.

Patiently did the Moon crawl, for it was its duty to abide by,

None did it cause to argue, but argue did all when it was gone by.

To prove its might the Sun did rise;

Forcing the cock to crow at its sight.

To prove its green heated all around at their skin'

Some took by their team while others mocked at the screen.

The Sun had to grin when the clouds did screen,

And sought for its friend the mighty Wind.

The Wind did come with a hustling sound,

Brewing a storm all around the ground.

Rustling and bustling it bade the clouds good bye,

However, found the Sun underneath the sky;

Thus by found the Moon towering over the sky.

And unknowingly the wrong had been done in the court over side the ground.

...................War..................

 A voice so deep in fright,

Pining for the callousing sight;

Of a healing sight that could never be inside

But, for was there no ear to lend a caressing bite.

From the depth to the rise all there was;

A mark of red and a patch of black.

Fragrance of cruelty filled all over the park,

With blossoming flowers smashed under the bark.

There was no sight of a weeping bride,

Nor was there any sob or a tear beside.

The Sun had wept and mourned,

Such that the Moon could not surround.

Six days and a seventh one, was what this took to be one.

Peace was the ; Ying Yang to be made one.

Piece was it made of in a mere one,

Thus the pieces could never be one