Rivalry Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The beauty of the full moon is inexplicable,
But the crescent thinks otherwise,
She is jealous of the full moon
And wants to defame her every moment.
The full moon is the queen of the night sky,
She is serene and tolerant,
The crescent unwisely thinks herself greater,
Though the reality is known to everyone.
Great persons should always remain great in every sense,
Then nothing in the world can dethrone them from their mighty position.