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Tomorrow hatches a cursed sparrow Her pink-spotted wings and red-stained beak They say, she ****** the song out her mother’s marrow Her eyes, of gold and shimmer reek Her voice is bleak and shrill an arrow And a patient dawn she comes to seek As will stumble her kins towards old light She, scrawny, outside my window will sit And sing and sing and sing on alright Clumsily wake and my teeth I will grit Squint and stare at the silhouette in bright In sky alight, her little small being will sit unlit Sleek with lone her innocent song Though ugly and strange, I will hear on Through rise and noise; however long, however long Spring-kissed birds and the battles they won Then I too will sing— what for I wish and what for long Till, ever rushing, the flushed dawn will be gone Then giggle she will and whisper a verse A little advice from a little bird To love, to love and never curse This fine, fine, wretched little world Then smile, and into the sky she will disperse And I, serene, into the crown of dirt
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Oct 30, 2021
Oct 30, 2021 at 4:33 AM UTC
Sparrow
Tomorrow hatches a cursed sparrow Her pink-spotted wings and red-stained beak They say, she ****** the song out her mother’s marrow Her eyes, of gold and shimmer reek Her voice is bleak and shrill an arrow And a patient dawn she comes to seek As will stumble her kins towards old light She, scrawny, outside my window will sit And sing and sing and sing on alright Clumsily wake and my teeth I will grit Squint and stare at the silhouette in bright In sky alight, her little small being will sit unlit Sleek with lone her innocent song Though ugly and strange, I will hear on Through rise and noise; however long, however long Spring-kissed birds and the battles they won Then I too will sing— what for I wish and what for long Till, ever rushing, the flushed dawn will be gone Then giggle she will and whisper a verse A little advice from a little bird To love, to love and never curse This fine, fine, wretched little world Then smile, and into the sky she will disperse And I, serene, into the crown of dirt
28/10/2021 Lazy Ramblings - II
Ayesha
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21/F/Pakistan
Oct 30, 2021
Oct 30, 2021 at 4:33 AM UTC
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