Saddam Ninhor

DARTS BY NIGHT.

Posted by Saddam Ninhor | Feb 1, 2018 | Poetry |

Bound by horrid sorrowful chains, My heartbeat is riddled with pains, I try to seek comfort in...

They called me “Striker.” He was called “Mature.” The rule of play was;...

Posted by Saddam Ninhor | Aug 3, 2017 | Fiction, Prose |

Edet sat before the review panel. His heart was pounding. He had enjoyed five years full...

Posted by Saddam Ninhor | Jul 26, 2017 | Think Piece |

Have you ever wondered why you give up so easily when pursuing an endeavor that has been...

Posted by Saddam Ninhor | Jun 6, 2017 | Prose |

“So, how far boy? How the test go?” Nnanna asked, a wide grin spread across his face. He...