Counting Love, Losing Count
In a Garden of uncertainty; Me and my petals
Petal off— another petal
Three words for one and two for the other
"I love you", "I don't"
"I love you", "I don't"
And my flower's at its end
.
Every petal— A new hope
Every sepal—A whimsical
It's not a tale, but my heart’s overflow
Was it nothing or the whisper of a new start?
Another petal; "I love you"
.
My love can't be counted over flowers
For inside I know my heart is yours
What if the spikes cut my skin?
I love the RED, even in blood
Your fragrance blooms within my
Soul
.
I could hear you say, "I'm all yours";
No wonder that sound was a flow of dream
The last flower; A last Rose
The last petal; I lost the count
.
"I love you?" or "I don't?"
A question that would always haunt
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Author's note:
Disclaimer: This poem ain't about me. lol
Just to clarify, this poem isn’t about me! Haha. I came across an image on Pinterest, and it sparked this poem. I couldn't help but write it down—so here it is!
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Comments (11)
love is intoxicated when you're in uncertainty! lol. love your poems!
Wow, this poem pulled me in completely! With every petal, I felt the heartbeat of love—the chaos, the beauty, the longing. 🌹 That final question? It’s stuck in my mind, haunting and beautiful. I’m in awe of how deeply it resonates. ✨💖
The flower plucking... It gives the feel of a heartbreak movie... Loved it ❤
This is something we all can relate to. Well done!!!
This poem may not be about you but it could be about me, lol. I loved it!
This is so beautiful and relatable. Thank you for sharing this. 😊
Woah! Such a sweet and whimsical little piece! Counting petals, questioning love, and then surrendering to the chaos of feelings—it’s tender and relatable. Loved the imagery of red, roses, and dreams weaving into something soulful. ✨💖 And the playful disclaimer at the end? Classic!😉
Such a good poem. Love how you turned the normal “He loves Me, He loves Me not” into a decision to choose to love or not to love. Excellent writing.
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Beautiful and heartfelt, just the way I like it!💗 Wonderfully written Maryam✨💕
Is it about you? 🤔 Just kidding! 😂
Ohh! It's the Emotional complexity of love, with its alternating expressions of affection and doubt. Each petal represents hope, and each sepal whimsicality is powerful and evokes both vulnerability and resilience. The line "What if the spikes cut my skin? I love the RED, even in blood! Ufff! That's depth and also has a great sense 😃