I always write about beautiful girls and compare them with the cheesiest things. but today I write about the woman that has made the most impact in my life. It may sound metaphorical when I say 'without her there's no me' but trust me I've never told a greater truth. On my first day of school I was asked if I lived with a parent or a guardian and I said guardian cos even though you couldn't fly you had the traits of an angel. when I felt too high for you, you ground me. anytime I lost myself, you found me. when I felt ugly, you made sure you styled me. when the times got rough, you filed me. fact is you groomed me into the man I've become, feels like my whole life I watched you go to the beach early in the morning cos all you wanted was to see the rising of your son. prepared me for the day I find another woman and look into her eyes and say I've found the one. the one I want to spend the rest of my life with but till that day comes, I'd still be the little boy who doesn't believe he has a mum but a guardian angel.

thank you

I promise to never stop loving you. if I got fifty naira every time I said that line then I would have bought you the car you always wanted. but if I got fifty naira everytime I meant that line, all I'd be able to buy is a bottle of Pepsi with 25cl for my mother and 25cl for today. since I'm more of a Coke guy I might not buy that drink but rather will I pay a biker to ride me to your house so I could tell you three words or turn into a wolf and howl it. better yet, I could just write the words on the moon so when it's full not only the wolves would remind you that I love you. speaking of heavenly bodies, how is your mum doing? a wise man said a husband is the only man that would see your flaws and still think you're absolutely perfect. but it's quite hard for me cos she's actually flawless. they say you are not a man until you find your wife and though I never knew my father, I'm sure he'd be proud of the man you have made me today.

from across the room you caught my gaze and my heart raced. I stared at your stunning dress because beauty had never been more beautiful and all I could think about was you in a wedding dress and me as the groom. so I went to the bathroom to see If I looked good enough to approach you, but I've never been good at looking good enough and I knew I just had to talk to you. so I went to you with confidence but as soon as I reached you my lips became like a newly married couple and didn't want to let go of each other, words found comfort in my throat and didn't want to leave, a complete sentence couldn't come out because I could just stare at you for a life time and it still wouldn't be enough. the moment I switched back to reality and got these words out, all I could ask was 'what's your name'. you asked for mine too but I didn't have a name at that point because you look like a girl nobody can get so I might as well be a nobody. but I still said 'Moore'. then I looked over every inch of your face and thought to myself '****, not even one flaw'. they say the best things in life are free so I decided not to pay you any attention but still I regretted not spending all my time on you.

I met a girl once.
and man she was breathtaking. she wasn't the kind to model or act but ****, she was breathtaking. she didn't have the best maskara or lipstick on but when I kissed her, it felt like she absorbed all my problems slowly until my only problem was how to keep her close to me at all times. I knew that the only thing I could do was create an equation to calculate the distance between us then when we hit the perfect 0 I'll multiply it by infinity. the first thing she stole from me was my heart, but I had to let her go cos the only evidence I had were these feelings and the judge and jury were like lonely paralyzed people, they just couldn't feel anything. She stole from me again, no pun intended but she stole my breath right under my nose which was easy for her cos my lungs couldn't find a heart to supply air to, cos she had that too. She was a good crook and she only stole pennies and cents in hope that she could change what I think about her . But she didn't. I still think she's breathtaking.

Moore Damiebi

She wears ripped jeans when she's cold and orange sweaters in the summer and still I love her. I have this quantum physics kind of love for her, I don't understand it but I know it makes perfect sense. the only thing I've learnt from dating is: The same love that breaks us is the same love that makes us and no matter how much you try you'll come back to the same spot you were before the break up. in simple terms, feelings never completely vanish. because energy can neither be created nor destroyed same goes to emotions. energy can only change from one form to another, same goes to emotions. is it cheesy if I say you're my universe? or if I want to show you the world does that mean I just have to put a mirror in front of you? that has to be a big *** mirror. I know sloths are slow but my life is an Unau right now, it starts and ends the same way, with you. and I'm happy.

Dear Sandman,
All you had to do was bring the cat out of the bag, and the little girl would have known she would be kidnapped, and *****, she would have avoided going to the supermarket at 7: 30pm on Sunday and maybe one day, she would have been something in life. but you decided to keep that secret, and now that she's grown are you happy that she sleeps with every man she could find that gives her money she could feed with. Sandman, you knew, you knew that she was gonna meet that man who would steal her heart with all his help and aid, but at the end of the day, he would only give her ***/AIDS and that's how her story ends everyday taking meds, that she can't afford, so she decides to spread it and sleeps with every other man.

Poetry is nothing without an inspiration
I'm happy I found mine and it's you
Sometimes it's hard expressing feelings
But I express mine perfectly on a notepad
The pen is my dream
And my heart is the ink
So I pour my heart out to you, the notepad.
It's probably hard to understand my poems
But try to read between the lines
Cos between every thin line, there is a blank part and that's the part I try to show
The emptiness, that's what I feel without you

Thank you.
From Moore, the black dude in a black coat