Either Always

Sun is not bright & moon has no luminescence either always
Sometimes the sun might burn your soul       Or the moon might render you stone-blind too
Thorns don’t make bruises always
Sometimes they keep safe their origin and limbs too
Needles don’t prick and twinge you always
Sometimes they sew the torn & shredded pieces too
Hot tea in chilling winters doesn’t soothe you always
Sometimes it puts your tongue on fire too
First love doesn’t enthrall and entice you always
Sometimes it turns out sweet despair too
One’s not halcyon and other ‘s not malign either always
Sometimes bad is needed for demarcation dear, to feel the good