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Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Shooting stars are just
small aeroplanes.
Glimmering lights of hope
and promises.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
She was like an Elvis Presley record.
Slow.
Charismatic.
Blissfully beautiful.
Like a ray of sunlight within his dark heart.
She was the record,
constantly running in his veins.
A record
He would never stop.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
She walks into a room of men,
They know she means business.
Hierarchy was never an issue,
She stood above them all.

She juggles between Home and Work
She stays up all night
She shows her children how to dream
Whilst completing her own.
Having a working mother sets a beautiful example in my life. My mom's been into business since a decade now and the level of professionalism she shows is unfathomable. She set her place in the industry and she shows them how it's down.
I guess that's life.
Once you fall, you know how to rise.
And that's exactly what my mum has taught me.
Cheers to all the working mothers out there, who dream and teach their children to dream. Who juggle between work and life. Who dream and inspire.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
I wish we could go back to
the naïve age where
we would drink milk,
leave the Milk-Foam Mustaches,
and laugh ourselves silly.
Is it just me, or did everyone else drink their milk just to have a white mustache?! Oh, those were the days...
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Night is for visualising the dreams,
Day is for turning them into reality.
Gut nods at the dream,
And mind turns it into a hustling bloodthirstiness.
If life is a red blood cell,
A dream is the haemoglobin.
Dream dream dream! However crazy it may sound, dreamers are winners. Dreams are never too small. Dreams are never too crazy.
Dreams are forever, and a dream is the blood which runs within everyone.
Dreams keep us going.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
She didn't get her children the stars they asked for.
She educated them and made them fly to the constellations
They always dreamed of.
My mother is an angel. She never gave us all we asked for. She made us work for it. As a result, my sibling and I always work for something. Today, we realise our mother's words are true, and nothing in life comes easy.
You have to earn rewards.
A tribute to my mother, who works hard for me everyday....
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Sometimes
Some wounds
Cut so deep
That even hydrogen peroxide
Proves to be ineffective.
#pain #wounds #blood
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