Busy bees
buzzing around drunkenly,
hovering over
fragrant flowers.
Spring time fragrance and colours
are intoxicating...
Beneath flowering trees
heaped up leaves
and dead petals of yesteryear
rot --
the putrid stench is
overpowering!
--by Sharad Rajimwale
Jodhpur, India
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