The Missing Piece

We were born with a body

And half a soul

With time,

The desire for completion

United us

I didn't realise before

That every piece of the puzzle

Has a single companion

As if one stretched out his arm

Hoping, with faith, that the other holds it firmly

Formerly, so many imperfections

So much negativities, and stress

Life is hard for us, on daily basis

But the one who can convince me

And urge my survival force

It's none other than my reciprocal reflection

In love, in tenderness

No regrets, No obligations

In every angle, my other half