Daughter
@niamornimo
Child a mans attention is not
A down payment for your loyalty
Until he has made his intentions
Verbally clear,
treat him like a hommie
He is nothing but a friend
And when he tells you that he likes you
Promised phone calls begins to play ghost
Expect an explanation
This time we will not let it go
When he tells you he's not into labels
Go ahead and tell his bluff
Advise him to go to his coach
And tell him he ain't in it
For championship is a title
Just like naive, stupid
And i ain't raising one of them
So tell him to put a label in it
Or he can keep it,
I didn't go through the goals of
Getting children just
For the fun of it
So yeah you maybe the little
Girl who's gat to get permission
From her father for them
To get a glimpse of your beautiful soul
What kind of a mother will i be
Raising a woman who's soul
Has scars like mine
So get your Ex and have him come back
And have him explain to me
Why my daughter's heart is bleeding
Flooding my bedroom floor
I know that probably its not all
His fault
And it takes two to break a heart
But miss me on that women do it too
So you can write that poem
Coz this one is for my never be daughter
For i feel her heart grow
More and more faint
For some child of God who's playing
Freestyle with my affections!
This is not about closure
This is about accountability
Your relationship is not for
Lost and found for him
To find his intentions with you
So when he tells you He isn't ready
Ask him how much time did
Spend knees bent before
The father before getting lost at your door
So when your friends wake up to morning kisses
Meet them on highways and smile
Your value is non negotiable.
Before i pick you in pieces
Better ask that son
If his mother never taught him to return
To the sender better than found.

#End of brokenness #Commit if ready to be responsible

A man behind my memory.
@niamornimo
She lived in fantasy of
How and what's like,
Her whole life,
Where her pure heart was handed to you.
She was only 15 but timid.
Kept you at arms length
But after a while earned her trust.
She had a dark past down her memory lane
As she encountered
Betrayal,
Mistreatment,
To being damaged and scarred for life.
Before you came she found her way
Around her misfortunes to almost accepting
The course her life once took being history.
Her reservations very well informed
You knew she was a rigid and fragile soul.
Down the romantic walk ways
She gave you every insight of her.
Like a woman took up the role of
Grown up and gave you her all with undivided attention.
Mercilessly biting down her trust,
Swiping off her balance to a state of confusion
She still had hope.
Regardless of the tough road
Her faith adamant in destiny like
A staunch Muslim with no demeanor.
She'll meet again hoping
You wouldn't have forgotten her
To imprint the original heartbreak.