Poetry.

Prayer is an indispensable line of communication that is open and accessible to human beings. It is the only medium that has survived man’s questionable departure from the truth that materialism by itself stands on shaky ground and neither the advocacy of atheism and agnosticism has succeeded in excluding humanity from its one and only source.

A poem on the behalf of the passing of my father.

My grandpa just passed. I wrote this poem for him.

This is a poem about a dispute I had with the manager at work. I was in my early twenties and I felt that I was unfairly treated by work colleagues as well as the manager. So I refused to undertake some duties and was sent to head office as a result. Here is my version of what happened in a poem.

A poetess’ grievance.