CY@CY Says Welcome to my dreamscape. Where a Lim is also a Ling.

Haiku are short poems They look so easy to write Just five seven five.

Tua Pek Kong stands tall Facing the sea protecting People of Miri.

A ball in his hand Imaginary playmates Boy is having fun.

Father and son sit Surrounded by hungry gulls Watch out for your food.

Parakeet looks dazed Perched outside its lofty nest Not from fear of heights.

The sign says it all The starling is not bothered Perch for it to poo.

Eagle says hello It has seen me too often My avian model.

When butterflies mate Tips of their abdomens join Love – butterfly style.

Heeding the beggar Through a hole in my pocket  A stream of loose coins. 

Sprawled on the paper Chinese words appear out of  Calligrapher’s brush.