
MAGGIE AND MILLY AND MOLLY AND MAY ~BY E.E CUMMINGS
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day
The deaf ears of inhumanity remain unmoved by the cries of the tailor bird
He’s not done yet, He’s writing beauty into your breath,
Thirty years gone, memories stay
Faces familiar, yet changed with time’s sway
Sabr rakh ek din bahaar ayegi
Sath hon jab mera saqi wo shab hazaar ayegi
She sat on the bench, just second from first,
A girl full of dreams, with a curious thirst.
I’m an orange,
But if I can’t juice — will you throw me out?
Fly, fly,
Blackbird.
I don’t know what you’ve seen nor heard,
But I know it hurt.
Just another day waking up alone—
No one blowing up my brand new phone