The Experienced Seed by C Swathish
They tell me I should already know the road, though I’ve just laced my shoes for the first time. They laugh when I stumble, asking why I haven’t run a thousand miles yet. I carry nothing but tomorrow in my hands, but tomorrow is too light for their scales. They nod at old stories, wrinkled with years, and close their doors on voices still learning. It’s funny, really— to demand the fruit before planting the seed, to want a song that’s already an echo. I try not to mind, I keep walking, pretending I’ve lived a hundred lives, while I’ve barely begun this one. About the Author C. Swathish is a published author and award-winning poet from Kerala. He writes about human experiences and society, using everyday moments to explore deeper truths. His work combines simplicity with thoughtfulness, offering readers a clear and reflective look at life and its contradictions