Capturing some Pollens!!!

and so it started 

A pencil was sharpened 

A page was brought 

And a story was written

the page was pure 

had a smell of open grass

It held words of love 

Yet the world let it pass 

It remained in exile 

crumbling and getting weak

Yet it smelled like open grass 

attracting the occasional bees 

But one day a bee hovered longer

Just enough to catch the word dust jargon 

And ran it did in the ever changing winds 

just enough to sit in my homes garden!!!

Kartikey Grover 

Inspired by some floating pollens!!!