#daughter poems on Hello Poetry

Ogochukwu Ogbonna Jul 2020

REMAINS

Her mother still cooks for her
Under the dim glare of the yellow light bulb
Making flickering patterns on the peeling ceiling
This is the only normal left
Her mother bent over the very old stove
Used match stick in one hand
Blowing smoke into her face
Tears mixing with soot
Sometimes, she thinks they are real tears; the daughter
As she watches from the narrow kitchen door
Maybe this is the only time her mother can cry
Real tears without shame, without fear of questions
This is exactly what she doesn’t want to be
This disappearing thing that makes watery soup
On hot afternoons, flies buzzing around her
She, never trying to shoo them away

She tries not to think that she is all that is left
Her Mother’s only reason to be
Every night, when the daughter talks to God
Knees down at the foot of the shaky bed
She asks that he never let her become her mother
Even though she feels guilty, she never unsays it.

#mother #sad #dreams #daughter #heart #love

Nigdaw Jul 2020

precious

prostitutes
who walk the streets
for the relief of men
unhappy at home
check out girls
at the till of empty promises
waiting to be discovered
and whisked away
young ones in yoga pants
jogging for a better body
and a better future
counting the steps
to where they could’ve
been today
the ones pushing prams
who are too late to corrupt
but you’d still give it a go
the tempting schoolgirls
in their uniformed uniformity
who’s radiant faces separate them
from their peers
they are all someone’s daughter
somebody’s pride and joy
they are all loved by fathers
who would lay down their lives
for them
who have made sacrifices
for them
and would again
precious
missed
special
remember this
as you glance a lustful eye
in their direction

#daughter #sacrifice #love #father

Lexi Snow Jul 2020

Not Your Kid Anymore

Please stop saying you’re the best father in the world,
because you’re not.

You’ll be another girl’s first father daughter dance.
I love knowing someone else could be your daughter.
But hey,
it’s okay because I can just watch from the sidelines.
It’s fine,
I’ll cry from the pain of not understanding on,
what I did wrong to lose you?
To find out that it wasn’t my fault,
yet you choose someone else’s daughter before your own.

That’s okay. I’m not mad.
I’m confused on what to do next,
like do you think I will invite you to big events in my life?
Do you think I will tell my partner to ask for your blessing?
Do you think you will walk me down the aisle?
To answer all those questions with one word.
No.
No, you won’t be there,
you don’t get to come and go when YOU please.
That’s not how this works anymore.

It’s my turn to say the truth,
you’re not around in any way.
Communicating takes two,
I shouldn’t be the one to start everything;
I shouldn’t be able to remember all the bad moments under your roof.
I shouldn’t feel like were a horrible father to me,
but guess what?
I do.

Can you be able to explain why I cry when I think of you?
No? Because neither can I?
I make friends with people that act more fatherly than you,
why do I have to find replacement fathers?
I shouldn’t have to.
Whenever someone talks about their father,
I just want to scream because I have nothing good to say about you.
I’m sorry, I know it hurts but look at my side of this.
I’ve been fighting with the idea that I can have you in my life.
During this time, my answer became as clear as water.

Say goodbye to your daughter,
because she isn’t coming back.
Bye Father.

Talking with my friends, we all had a trend within our lives.

#father #daughter #fault #depressed #goodbye #cry #bad #you #questions #abandoned

Madeline Jul 2020

The Maternal Line

I wear my mother’s face like she did hers and she did hers and she did
Pass it to her daughters with the hope that they would carry it with pride,
With the knowledge that a thousand women breathed and lived and died
To give their children half a chance for something more than
Lives of nursing cleaning raising children
That would grow to do the same—
More than another round of the everlasting game
That chooses only newborn players with soft skin and open eyes,
That only ends when all is lost and the final player dies,
The game that steals our bodies, shears our hair, dyes our skin,
That steals away our pride so that some lesser man might win.

#mother #daughter #children #feminism #future #lyrical #people

joel jokonia Jul 2020

I swear

Your presence
Is all I need....

I can't stop thinking about you

#love #heartbreak #daughter #nealah

Doy A Jul 2020

for my daughter

I wasn't sure what my life was for until you came along and made me understand what it means to live fully and love unconditionally.

To my daughter,
I'll carry you
for as long as my arms could bear the weight of you
and your beauty
and your wonder
and your burdens
and your flaws
and your joys
and your tears

and I will be here
as your mother
and friend
and teacher
and confidante
and your safety
and your home.

I love you. I love you immensely.
I love you with the new life you gave me.

#daughter #mother #mom #mum #family #love #motherhood #father #dad #baby

Orah Jul 2020

Testimony of a Broken-hearted

Give
Receive
Believe
Just Be

For the past 12 yrs, I struggled with these four simple acts of kindness.

I was giving to much of myself to others,
I had outrages expectations of others,
And I was mentally stuck in believing that it was my way or the highway.

Boy
Was
I
wrong
And so, I hit rock bottom

Depression smacked me
across the face every morning
Having bags
under my eyes
was my norm

Anxiety would visit everyday
And compress
my lungs
Making me
hyperventilate
Like a fish out of water

When I couldn’t
hide
anymore
When I couldn’t
Numb the pain
Anymore

I turned to the Holy one,
Who sees it all,
The king of king’s
Who waits for you to seek him
The creator of heaven and earth
Who waits for you to repent
And ask for help

On the day I took my first steps in Faith,
A helping hand reached into the rabbit hole that I had fell down
And helped me get out
With Grace

My demons
Who could no longer keep me down
Turned around
Tails in between their legs
And ran away

Because the realization had struck
Of who my father is
The Lord Our God.

#hope #love #father #daughter #relationship #faith #demons #depression #anxiety #happiness