Category: Poems

By MAYA GREEN It’s easy to ask the reason whyBut will we be able to understand the reply?Do we have the ears to listenYes, with

By MAYA GREEN Again, for those magical momentsIn nature’s presenceOn a misty mountain peakAnd a gentle breeze on my cheeks In nature’s presenceWhere nothing but

By MAYA GREEN Those magical momentsBesides a flowing mountain streamA gentle breeze in my faceWhat a comforting caress Nothing but nature’s sound is the musicEven

By MAYA GREEN Tell me, if you can,Could the speck of dust floating in the wind resist it?Or the blades of grass on the open

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