The Morning Sun
28 December 2023
By Maya Green You are the morning sunThat blooms out the flowersYou colour my beingLighting up the shadows Your smile, a thousand stars’ brightnessPure radiance,
By Maya Green You are the morning sunThat blooms out the flowersYou colour my beingLighting up the shadows Your smile, a thousand stars’ brightnessPure radiance,
By Maya Green A crescent’s lightIn the water’s poolReflecting, eclipsingEverything, is in motion Nay, they are dancingIncluding the starsWhy do they dance?They dance because of
By Stanley Gona Chee KhiongSARAWAK SKILLS The start of a new day — the sun gently transforms Mother Nature’s vibrant canvas The foothills of Gunung
By MAYA GREEN Somehow I find, that I like the call, of the wildOn those, alas definitely rare, occasionsWhen I can steal some time, making
By MAYA GREEN So what’s the word for it, again?Of being fractious, and covetousWhere it’s so relentless, so depressingThis mad scramble, to grab and snatch?
By MAYA GREEN A day of warWhere the rules of warAre violated A day of infamyWhere health workersAre targeted A day of cowardiceWhere innocent children
By MAYA GREEN It was the butterflyWhich first caught my eyeFloating over the flowersOn the updraft it hovers And the morning sunSprays wide with a
By MAYA GREEN Can’t you see, it is all plain bullyingCleverly covered by lies, and blusteryIt’s a provocation, done with some mockingSans any shame, and
BY STANLEY GONA CHEE KHIONGSARAWAK SKILLS Taking in the sights from the vantage point of the Mukah Riverfront The river, an important artery — flowing
By Maya Green The greatest of courage is to know oneselfThe greatest of patience is to accept the truthThe greatest of confidence is to overcome
