Category: Poems

By Maya Green The Green SproutIn the nightThough moonlessThere is light The Green SproutIn the nightIts light is not in doubtSeen only by those with

By Maya Green Beware the first lieFor it bites the sharpestIt creeps in unnoticedAlmost innocently The victim is an easy preyUnaware and absent mindedlyTargeted by

By Maya Green I have the whole streetAll to my selfI stand here on my two feetBut not all by my self It’s that time

By Maya Green My Aunty Two FaceWhat a ladyShe works day and nightLike Admiral Cheng Ho She owns a small shopAt the corner intersectionOf Jalan

By Maya Green The fish and owlBy the mountain streamOne is preyOne is hungry Both on a moonless nightWhere Destiny’s hand is hidden One wants

(Nostalgia for Kuching of the 60s & 70s) By James S L Yong (2020) I grew up in Kuching Townduring the 60s and 70s sceneA

By MAYA GREEN You are made of sterner, everlasting, refined — and of beautiful stuff:Don’t ever forget that, nor dilute itEither by forgetfulness, or just

By MAYA GREEN The fragility of life, hangs on a thin thread,Though a line, it’s not a straight one:There’s always the kinks, loops, corners,And the

By MAYA GREEN I imagine a placeWhere trees can walk away from dangerI imagine a placeWhere rivers reverse flow to not pollute the oceanI imagine

By MAYA GREEN The drums of war are surely beatingSome ostentatiously, some just softlyThere’s no hiding, their ominous meaningWhether beaten in anger, or only just