Category: Poems

By Maya Green So are we not surprisedNo we shouldn’t be, I’d surmiseYes, man is fallible, that we knowBut he thinks he is beyond faultOut

By Maya Green No matter how oft, you walk the same road,You’ll only be doing in once, for that trod;For each walk is unique to

By Maya Green Remember to see with your third eyeThe beauty in everyday thingsAnd life will be perchance a songIf you walk through the gatewayOf

By Maya Green A celestial show, in the heavensColourful lights, of astro lanternsOh, it’s so magical, to all discernersIn attention, or just mere bystanders What’s

By Maya Green When Etna awakens, it is hard to ignoreAll around, there’s the crackle, a light showA breach in the darkness, a lighted windowSo

By Maya Green You sat in the clearing:In a dark hole in a ruinBetween poplar trees, growingJust like your hair, all pulled back Slippers unhingedTwo

By Maya Green Like a farmer, always fit to the taskHe threshes and winnows wellHe separates the grains from the chaffHe knows the wrong from

By Maya Green The whole world of phenomenon exists,To create awareness;Awareness of the hidden treasure,Unseen, but only to the select few! You do know, deep

By Maya Green In the days of my youth, to the local school I did earnestly walkOf the teacher’s guidance, I was intent on seeking,

By Maya Green We think that we are learnedWhen we should be, more of a learnerThat’s what my head is trying to sayI can’t help