Shall I compare thee to a Nigerian sun? Thou art less scorching and more merciful. Harsh harmattan winds do sometimes run, And March’s heat is far t...Read more

Plasma-wrapped tyrant, Hurling solar storms and spite— A cosmic bully wielding radiation Like brass knuckles of light. Bloated with hydrogen, You sq...Read more

They say “Use simple words!” (As if simplicity could cage this tongue) While I juggle syllables like precious stones, Making monsters from mere lett...Read more

The clouds wage war above, Dark masses colliding without grace, While the city sleeps powerless below. They materialize from shadows - Five figures ...Read more