Other Half Poems - Poems about Other Half

Many years ago, I’d been seeing My whole life in front of me. Like a tale, I could tell how it’d end, By simply looking at how it begins. Thinking I’d been born this way, Without any luck. With no other options, Neither freedom, nor choice to change anything from which has already been written in the past. In fact, it’s nothing more than a bird’s cage...

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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...

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Great men always Has good women Behind their side....

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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...

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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...

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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....

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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...

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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...

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You hold the other half ...

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It's okay to be single you get to go out and mingle, can even make your own jingles until the day you start to feel a constant tingle. A feeling you haven't reached your goal because you're not yet whole. You go on date after date but you can't really relate so you just tolerate while...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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Waking up to her is a blessing, I wake up happy cuz she makes sure I never go to sleep stressing. She makes me feel alive , she makes me want to get through the struggle and survive. She brings out the best in me, it's going on five years since she invested in me...

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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...

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