Poetry

Infatuate a poet for he’ll bathe you in Styx: The words you whistle, tune you warble, And smile…

Do you know howThe rooms of a heart that longs for life look like?There is a table of…

for Bluestone I am an equation— Calculus of whirlings, thrummings & palpitations. I am a matrix— Gang of…

(For Leah) Life in the hands of Boko Haramites  Is a basket full of both pain and agonies …

In the name of change, the descendants of an ancestor needed a people to foster their needs not…

You were purple the day you stepped Out of your white smile. I remembered staring at you, Lost…

Sorry Jane-‘t wasn’t your turn;                           …

Beyond the shrubs of Sahara Lifted a munt of brainy bond Over the Mississippi of Ethiopia Lofted a…

Come to me my love. Let our lips lock in affection frenzy. Time to confess love has come….