Saturday, 6 December 2025

Category: Poems

The Perfect Bloom

By MAYA GREEN O, this life is but — an ennobling search‘Tis short sojourn, a quest for the prizeIt’s the bloom — that energises the

A Virus called Despair

By MAYA GREEN As the evening of the day peepsIt is time for a foreboding serenadeIt’s a melancholic tune — because it weepsA sad song

Beauty of Character

By MAYA GREEN If you happen to have a torchlightKnow it is not for the bright outdoorsIt’s for the dark corner, or the nightFor it’s

Altar of Dehumanisation

By MAYA GREEN Know that — we are what we truly areAt the core we all are human beingsSupposedly unique, and beautiful beingsThere are no