Daniel Ademuagun
Stories (5/0)
Vega
Looking at the sky I wonder how proud God feels for creating it,the sunrise and sunset, the moon and stars, i wonder if he had part with his eyes to create the sun, I wonder what brush he used to paint the sky, the flowers he crushed together to form the colors of the sky, i wonder if the pencil he used to draw it all out was self-made.
By Daniel Ademuagun9 months ago in Poets
Selfishness
There was a man whose eyes glinted with ambition, his sharp scent of cologne wafting through the air. He pursued glory at the expense of others, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. He prioritized himself over his family, his peers, and the crown. He offered nothing of what he had, his hands clutching his pockets tightly. For fear he could need it more, his heart had turned to stone. He was a hollow man who chose to die alone, his footsteps echoing through the empty halls of his mansion.
By Daniel Ademuagun9 months ago in Poets