You know in Greek mythology, humans were created with four heads, four legs, and a head with two faces fearing their power, Zeus split them into two different beings condemning them to spend the rest of their lives in search of the other halves
And I agree with this statement but I think I found mine but not in the way I want to
I thought it would be romantic and like the movies
But it's nothing like that, sure I love her like that
But it turned out different, I met her in a different way
Everything was different in every way but the way I love her is nowhere near different
She makes me feel like I'm floating on a cloud
I enjoy being in love with her, it's different
Sure it hurts at times but at the same time it feels good, and makes me feel special
I never had someone love or in the way she does
It's sweet to know I found my other half
The other me, the only person who understands me
The person who made my life better
The person who made me feel like butterflies and flowers are a part of me and my life
Because of her, I love butterflies and flowers
Great men always
Has good women
Behind their side.
In the BEGINNING, at the surface, we both met,
Two strangers, excited and uncertain, yet to set.
Down the memory lane, doubts manifold did GROW,
Knowing not how we’d together learn and know.
Through seven years our journey before us unfurled,
From infancy to youth as the coil of time curled.
Crafted with CRESTS and troughs were the weeks and days,
And you showed me my good and ugly parts lost in a MAZE.
I had asked my adolescent dreams to spin me such a soul
That completes me and becomes my true WHOLE.
But you came and saw my happy, angry and restless sighs,
And dug out my FRAGMENTS under the clear skies.
I fail to ascertain if you are a friend, lover or foe,
In musing about VALENTINE, feelings seem to plateau.
I pondered intensely what a mate, a lover, an other half is,
He is a reflection of the level of fullness within, the inner bliss.
Love truly is not in sweet cuddles, romance and gifts
It is one’s core building block, an experience WITHIN that lifts.
Through you my love, I heal the broken pieces inside me,
In our bond unbreakable, you are a MIRROR forever to be.
Taking a stroll, silently tip-toe
Talking to strangers, tangential existence
Strangled for talk, struggled to speak
Straight for the taking, tangible change
Take a short cut, time stands still
Transformed the scenery, terraformed set
Shouts from the tomb, post-existential speech
Scanning the transcript, searching for truth
As he came down his stairs
Approaching me with my stares,
Into the glass reflection of myself,
In his face I see my "other" self.
Owl Cat gave me the evil eye, and I mean good.
My blood froze as I stopped where I stood.
Where is your other half? I wondered but I dared not ask.
If I queried, I knew Owl Cat would take me to task.
Owl Cat has only appeared six times in my life.
But when he does, I know there will be strife.
Sometimes a bat will fly in and bite me on the mouth.
I heard something swishing from a breeze kind of south.
I slammed the front door, locking Owl Cat outside.
He was soon sitting next to the fire, his face half as wide.
Where is the other half of his body? I wondered but dared not speak.
With a huge groan and a grin, the couch gave a gigantic creak.
They are coming to get you, evil Owl Cat said, his half back to me.
I was terrified – felt small, helpless, trapped and wee.
Why do you come? I wondered. Owl Cat gave out an ugly laugh.
And where in the devil’s name, Owl Cat, is your other half?
Poem: My Other Half
By: Ashley Eureeka Jones- Holmes
With out you my soul is dead
My heart wouldn’t beat
My eyes will be closed
My lips will be sealed
You give me life, the air, the sight,
You make the rhythm of my heart
You give my soul complete peace
You put my mind at ease
I don’t know where would I be without you my soul mate
Being connected to you is so deep
Unfailing Love
Trust
Compassion
Faith
Desire
Strength
Power
Those are the things I see in you
I’m thinking this is all a dream
But true love prevails
It never fails
We belong together
I can feel you
I felt your pain
The emotions that you shared
The thoughts that you have
Loving you is what I admire the most
Heart to heart
Soul to soul
I know that we will forever be together
And grow old
I love you with all my heart I hope you felt every word in the poem
Because you are the only one that I want
My Other Half……
You hold
the other half
of my heart.
It's yours eternally, my dearest,
even if you decide one day
to desert me.
Keep it if or when you bid your final...
farewell; never give it back to me
under any circumstances!
You'd think you'd make me
whole again if you do, but I'd feel....
so incomplete.
Date written: 09/27/2019
I'm so lucky to have thou
Thou accept me at my worst
Make me feel amazing at my best
Love has arrived at long last
I thank God I'm alive
You're half of mine
We're indestructible
Can't take my eyes off thou
We're untouchable
We all get our fun together
Pardon the way I stare
I wish I'd never let thou go
As the loneliness took over
The memories became sweeter
As the numbness of the heart became unbearable
The love that was given unconditionally grew
Who would have known
Time healed the wounds
But the pain is unforgettable
The sequence of events occurred
But the honour that was given became the only way
Resting peacefully as you are, Sibongile
He and I,
Are one in the same,
His spirit coequal in essence,
Like two crooked branches,
Of the same tree,
Our core being the same...twisted, yet pleasant
Our core being the same,
Like the being is one,
We parallel like the splitting of souls,
The way he mirrors my action,
With uncanny reaction,
As though he is the half to my whole
Belligerent he is,
When the tide is strong
His patience a thing of the past,
He dies for release,
Bares bottled, occult emotion,
Then recoils iridescent and rash,
If only he knew that I’m here for life,
We are one,
I am his, he is mine,
I’ll hold his hand,
‘till the very end,
For evanescent is our time
THE OTHER HALF OF ME
Nature is a wonder to behold
Like a grasp of a raw gold
Not even its existence can get old
With attributes of warm, hot and cold
Its voice whispers; these are halves of me
Warm! I'm a mixture
preferably, a relieved pain
More of what can't be captured in one picture
Holding the balance is my only gain
cold and hot are halves of me
I'm always angry
of misbehavior, immorality and lies
I'm a friend of binary
Come close to get hurt or be wise
Pain and temper are part of me
Call me a perfect gentleman
Maybe the dense gentleman!
Easily taken advantage of because of my nature
Most bodies hate to be me but loves my nomenclature
This is the most vulnerable half of me
Each half of me can be fair, good and bad
Depending on your encounter
If you've had all and still see me beautifully bald
Then, you are the other half of me...
I was living in the dark
With dancing demons around
Hopes and butterflies
None I found
Even the dark; extinguished the stars
I was astound
And then,
so bright and magnificient
The moon unveiled with no scars,
A beauty mark.
Frightened the fear away
And enlightened the stars,
"Who are you" as I asked
Replied; Your other half
Toured a mansion and its grounds,
The gardens most amazing,
Far beyond the scope of words
You’d summon for some praising.
Of all the beauty, what I loved
Was what was given when
The daughter of the patriarch
Turned, on her birthday, 10.
Her gift? A thatched-roof cottage,
Big enough to make a home,
With a fireplace and furniture.
(And worthy of a poem!)
Surely any girl would welcome
Such a present, but in truth
Only very few experience
A fairy-princess youth.
For the rest of us, imagination
Hopefully can match
Such a fantasy-come-true, complete
With roofing made of thatch!
MY SWEETEST OTHER HALF
I owe you so much oh my sweetest other half
All of my life, I feel like I am a little chaff
Or I can be a smallest calf
Everything we do, we conceive on our best behalf
Tr?n Minh Hi?n Hien Tran Orlando September 6, 2016
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