Smell the Roses~ By Dhruv

The enticing scent of filth in our city
As we crawl from street to street
Scented sewers, spicy refuse, fragrant emissions, inviting feces
Nose dripping, clothes torn, happy faces
Adorning the roads, garlands of orange blooms

Pungent coffee, polished cars, cheese wafting, cigarettes
Caked faces, fixed eyes, frustrated
Floral notes, citric notes, ginger notes, lavender
Bottled and sheltered, my intrepid whore’s laughter

Protecting our smell,
Floating under our many canopies
The base notes, middle notes and the top notes
The filthy smell of perfume in my city.


Author Bio:
Dhruv is an aspiring filmmaker from India.