Introduction
Our final unit in Year 7, we wrote our own Sunflower Poems. We learned how vivid adjectives, similes, and personification help the audience to visualize as they are reading. We also learned how to speak with good pace, expression, intonation, volume, confidence, and not sound like robots. After finalizing our poems, we recorded ourselves reading them aloud. In art class, we made illustrations based on our poems.
Hope you enjoy our poetry and art! Click on the title to watch us read our poems.
Table of Contents
Meeting a Sunflower During an Eclipse
Salma Aksa pg 5-6
The Sunflower's Legacy
Ananias Asona pg 7-8
The Beauty of Sunflowers
Razin Azhan pg 9-10
Oh My Dreary Sunflower
Zoreza Farooq pg 10-11
Kissed by the Sun
Iesha Ibrahim pg 12-13
Blooming Hope from Desperate Days
Jeong-Hyeop Lee pg 14-15
The Smile Of The Sun Itself
Kyora Mita pg 16-17
Sunflower Decay
Sally Miski pg 18-19
The Dying Sunflower
Noor Sawhney pg 21-22
Lost Sunflower
Eva Sharma pg 23-24
Blithesome Sunflower
Timothy Siahaan pg 25-26
Withering Sunflower
Kieran Sudarto pg 27-28
The Screaming Sunflower
Farha Azmi pg 29-30
My Special Sunflower
Rina Takahashi pg 31-32
A Lonely Sunflower
Seungyeon Van pg33-34
The Odd Sunflower
Indira Widjaja pg 35-36
Meeting a Sunflower During an Eclipse
By Salma AksaWalking through an endless woods, While feeling the wind touching my shoulders, Aware of the soon incoming eclipse happening I've got to be cautious for my surroundings,
All the silence left in the woods increases my anxiety, All the thoughts in my head started to erupt, The realization that i forgot where I was even going Confused as a lost deer finding their way,
Wandering around which felt like hours, Finally finding a garden-like place The willow trees dancing around, yellow sunflowers pollen gliding through the air,
I felt refreshed after my worries of the eclipse
For this one special flower that bloomed, A sunflower shining like a luminous star carrying The flourish touch of this place,
As I started playing with the sunflower, The moon had already blocked the daylight sun
TheSunflowersandtheEclipse
By Salma AksaTheSunflower’sLegacy
ByAnaniasAsonaLuminous are your golden petals, brighter than the sun, Out of all those dazzling flowers, you are number one, You shimmer like a silver armor, glisten like a gleam on water, You’re such a gorgeous sunflower, you’ll never be outdone.
I saw you in your field of grass, as graceful as a swan, Your flower danced so peacefully, in the lustrous light of dawn, Your stem stands like a holy tower, in the gentle breeze, You’re such a glorious sunflower, you make me feel at ease.
The blazing sun that kissed your soil, the seed that turned into your sprout, You’ll reach the silky clouds one day, you’ll even grow in the dryest drought, You’re such a glorious sunflower, you shimmer in every breath, You’re legacy will be remembered, you’ll even shine after your death…
The Beauty of Sunflowers
by Razin AzhanAfieldofsunflowersdownbythemeadow
Asbrightasthesunwithallitsyellow
Whatajoytoseeforheartsthataremellow
Nowonderthey’reaninspirationtoVanGogh
Ipluckthesunflowersformymother
Inthevasetheylaystill
Asdelicateasafeather
Rightbythewindowsill
Comerainorshineorstormyweather
Thebeautyofsunflowerswillremainforever
By Razin AzhanOhMyDrearySunflower
ByZorezaFarooqOh my dreary sunflower, What are you doing looking queer in the corner?
Why are you facing the North when the sun is on the East? You can’t stay in this gloomy place you might decay!
Are those tears I see running down your sorrowful eyes, Your friends are enjoying the radiant, blazing sun, Like butterflies dancing around the flowers during spring
So why oh why are you sitting alone in the darkness?
Oh my dreary, odd sunflower, You shall not grieve it’s not a good look, What has occurred for you to act like this?
Could it be the other sunflower or possibly the sun?
Nevertheless, oh my sunflower, Although your stem is weakening, and your petals are sinking, There will never be a sunflower like you, Because you are as dazzling as a diamond ring
KissedbytheSun
by Iesha IbrahimIn golden fields, the sunflower stands tall, A radiant beacon amidst nature's sprawl. Its petals, like sunshine, gleam with delight, As vibrant as stars in the dark of night.
Its face follows the sun, as if in a trance, A living portrait, a mesmerizing dance
Personified, it whispers secrets to the breeze, With a gentle rustle, as if to appease.
A tapestry of beauty, vibrant and grand, Its velvety petals, soft as silk strands
Bathed in warmth, kissed by the sun's embrace, Majestic, resplendent, it paints the landscape's grace.
With golden hues, it captures the daylight's fire, A regal marvel, a sight to inspire.
Oh, sunflower, adorned with nature's gleam, A living masterpiece, a radiant dream
by IesBlooming Hope rom Desperate Days
By Jeong-Hyeop LeeUnder another darkened night, a tall body falls
Over dry land without rain, golden petals fly
Desperate for life, the silent garden howls
The thunderous sky laughs, queer wind growls
As still as a great wall, the silent garden awaits, For new life to plant beneath their mother’s realm
The heir’s shell cracking like a hatching egg
The fresh embryo rises through the black bed to beg
Smallest seeds awakes wishing for the better day, Its tiny thin roots spread, its thick tall body stood grand Surrounded by despairs, sunflower gaze, At tarry sky gently brighten like haze
The blinding new hope began to race across the sky
Gracious, radiant light shines above all livin lif
Morning horizon grants wishes to the lan
The sunflower greets the hope ‘till day en
By Jeong-Hyeop LeeTheSmileOfTheSunItself
ByKyoraMitaSunflower, the symbol of the attractive nature
It is always watching the rise of glowing Sun
Its lovely face is showing that it is mature
Sunflower, it give us the satisfying feeling
Its smile is as dazzling as the Sun itself
It is smiling not only for itself
SunflowerDecay
By Sally MiskiYour laughter arouses each day.
Your mellow hugs comforting my nights.
When I gaze into the fields.
All I see is my dear sunflower.
As time passes you start to fade. It hurts me so badly. But I’m drawn to you like a moth to a flame. Therefore I cannot let go. I must let go
Why does it feel like apart of me is torn away
Oh my dear sunflower
Shining on fields like the sun shines on the earth
By Sally MiskiTheDyingSunflower
By Noor SawhneyI used to shimmer like the stars. But now I am like a crimped leaf.
I have given up...
My buds used to bloom; my petals were silk.
I used to freely flow through the breeze. Now... I am paralyzed in such stillness.
I used to drink the sun’s beam.
But now I am facing the sorrowful grass. My spirit is lost.
I have always felt alone. The butterflies used to greet me every daylight. But now they flutter by to seek another.
My friends find the sun’s beam. Their glowing faces gleam through night and day.
Oh, how I wish I could be like them one day. But for as I am.
I am a dying sunflower anyway.
By Noor SawhneyLostSunflower
By Eva SharmaWhy are you hiding within the shadows?
Admire your elegance, and blossom
Don’t be afraid to join the others
In this translucent scenery
You are the only one in this tragedy
As lost as a wandering deer
Your majestic friends are wondering, asking “Why are you different than us?”
Oh sunflower please don’t be sorrowful
At the end you’ll glow
You’ll just need someone you know
To be as gorgeous as the others.
By Eva SharmaBlithesomeSunflower
By Timothy SiahaanOh sunflower, glimmering like the bright sunshine
Blowing with the breeze, free like a bird
You stood there blithesome surrounded by life
Dancing along with the flora and fauna
Your petals so graceful as gold as Midas’s touch
As the day goes on and the sun goes down
You brighten the Earth very much
Waiting until the sun rises once more
You grow and grow and flourish everyday
You will stay glorious and find your own way
By Timothy SiahaanWitheringSunflower
By Kieran SudartoTomydyingflower
Iwatchedyougrowfromgroundup
Watchedyoufromwhenyouwereaseed
Youthfulandblithesomeinyourownways
Withbrightgoldenpetals
Thatwereoncearadiantbeam
Glisteninglikeadiamondinsunlight
Glimmeringliketheseainmoonlight
Butwitheringslowly
Dryingfromthesun’sbrightgaze
Anddrowningfromtherainscoldcascade
Callingforaidfromthisdesolatehaze
Yoursoothingvibrantarray
Flourishduringtheday
Whileyousecretlyblightaway
Bloomatnight,butslowlydecay
TheScreamingSunflower
By Farha AzmiHere I stand; longingly waiting
Tired of this trauma
Always left in this eerie place
Having no home – no friends
And especially no one to take care of me
As depressing as losing everyone you loved
One by one
As despairing as your grief
Well…I’ve been suffering all these years
But who even cares
I was standing there crying for help
Dying like people in hell screaming
All I wanted is to feel safe
Someone that cares for me
But what hope do I even need
When everything is flipped upside down
Because of this exasperating, desolated place. Here I stand again
By Farha AzmiMySpecialSunflower
By Rina TakahashiYou always bring me peace of mind
I want to look at your beautiful yellow petals forever and ever
So I water you to keep you alive
You shimmer like an angel
A yellow that doesn’t hold back but isn’t too bright
People would stare at you if you are in the garden
You are as attractive as a celebrity
But I want to monopolize your beauty
Showing your appealing face right in front of me as I watch you
Your radiant face is like the pleasant sun shining in the sky
The best moments are with you
By Rina TakahashiALonelySunflower
By Seungyeon VanThe cold breeze blowing on me
As I stand on the frosty ground
Stuck in the same spot
Like a tree year after year
The sun is shining in the dazzling sky
As I glance at the sun every day
Even when many people walk past me
They gaze upon me with warm smiles
In the same place
I’m waiting for summer to come
Standing hopelessly
Waiting for the sun to hug me
By Seungyeon VanTheOddSunflower
By Indira WidjajaI’m the Odd Sunflower. One singular sunflower in a park. Every morning, the sun wakes me up.
I gaze upon the adults strolling and children playing. People stare at me like a hawk and ask, “What’s that doing here?”
I’m the Gorgeous Sunflower. That’s what they call me. In a vast field, I stand like a perfect statue. People take pictures of me, as if I’m a model. “Such a stunning flower!” they exclaim. But eventually, they all leave.
I’m a Friendless Sunflower.
I’ve no one to talk to.
Every morning, I see children and adults with their friends.
Every night, I long for it, dream of it, wish for it. There is no one else like me.
If only I had friends that weren’t lifeless rocks.
Every day, it’s the same cycle. People stare at me, take photos, talk about me. Yet none are ever there for me. None even genuinely care for me.
I’m a Lonely Sunflower. That’s what I truly am.
By Indira Widjaja