Broken Seeds

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.

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