Am I in love?

by moon1

Published September 28, 2026

E - Everyone

In My Poetry

I heard that people see everything the way they see the ones they love,
so I realized I am selfish,
because I separate pomegranate seeds from their pith.
Am I in love?
I feel the clock was always meant to be with the wall.
Am I in love?
I feel the clouds love the moon more than anything else.
Am I in love?
I realized, in the end, that I am not in love,
because I have no one to love,
and no one who loves me.
Maybe I am simply kind,
born with a quiet soul,
wishing for everything to be loved
except me.

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yuuki wrote a review Review · 7h ago

Hey hey! Yuuki is here for a quick review. So it's considerably short, which I honestly see a lot in poetry, but you tend to get a deep meaning despite the length. I appreciate the repetition of the phrase "am I in love?" it kind of reminds me of the song, "am I in love now, I don't know." so I heard it while I was reading this. I feel like the end was a little empty, it didn't really feel like a closing statement but more of a stanza in itself, like it belongs somewhere in the middle of the poem. Obviously, this is just my opinion, and I overall liked this quite a bit. Thank you for the pleasure of reading this!

~ Kiki :P

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Writessia commented Comment · 8h ago

Aww, what a beautiful piece describing that confusing feeling we all get when we fall in love. I mean, are we really selfish for loving them? Or are they the selfish ones for making us fall for them without any warning signs? No caution, just one blink, and you will find yourself spiraling in some confusing thoughts our brains formulate. But despite this all that we want to do is fall in love and be loved the way we deserve to be loved too. Nice work!!



These were autumn mornings, the time of year when kings of old went forth to conquest; and I, never stirring from my little corner in Calcutta, would let my mind wander over the whole world.
— Rabindranath Tagore, The Cabuliwallah