An evocative poem by Ishita is about broken seeds that were once part of the poet – exclusively for Different Truths.

Broken seeds
Were once part of me
Now that I am looking for them
Lost as they were before
A memory as faint
is all I have left of them
The broken seeds
That was once a part of me,
 
flew away from me
Into the oblivion
Far away they go
With no worries
Like I had before
I wonder
If it's too late
To try to reach
As a molten kiss, as a touch of fate
The broken seeds,
That was once part of me
 
Now, I wonder,
How'd I lose them
Or even if
They never belonged to me
For
The broken seeds
Have flown away far away from me
Far from me.

Picture design by Anumita Roy

Ishita

Ishita is an aspiring 17-year-old artist, a poet and an ardent student. She is independent and creative. She started to draw as soon as she held a pencil. She wishes to become a designer and revel in as many experiences as possible. Just like how she tries to describe emotions in her art, she attempts to do the same with words. She also cradles other hobbies like reading and playing chess.