Dont knw wat to name it as.. Mr. Moon...

As the sun fades into the horizon
Though it seems like all faith is gone
To see the light again

The moon slowly thrives into the dark blue sky
With the stars twinkling in the night sky
As though it was singing to the onset of the moon

Maybe the sun is not here in all its glory
To beat on you, to cheer you up
Still I have my soft, soothening light

You wont trip in the dark
There is enough light for you to see...
I wont scorch you, but i promise, you will see..

Sometimes in life, rather most times
We wish for the sun
But mostly its the moon, who comes out for us

We wish for the radiant, bright, majestic sun
But likely its the creeping moon behind the majestic sun
which gives us light,
the soothening, soft, light enough to see
when you are trampling in the dark

There maybe the land of the rising sun
where pride of the race stands tall
and the land of the setting sun
where the dreams of hard working men come true

But there is also the land of the moon ....
Always cherishing to bring rest and peace
from the hustle and bustle of life...