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Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Her presence was
Lumos - it lightened his heart.
Her sass was
Bombarda - it blew him away.
Her tears were
Crucio - it pained him.
But my goodness her smile was
Avada Kedavra - it killed him.
Only Potterheads can get this poem lol.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Life was once a grandfather clock.
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Somewhere down the line, everything changed. So much so that now it's just


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Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Add three cups of Brilliance,
and three cups of Knowledge.
Mix two cups of Conceptual Information
And stir like a porridge.
That makes an average teacher.

Great teachers
Have a sprinkle of sparkling presence,
A bag full of passion to teach
A jug of compassion and love to students
The ability to help them face fears
Accept weaknesses
And harness strengths.

Great teachers, in short, are just like parents.
All through this year, my life has been an absolute rollercoaster. With the help of my amazing parents and the help of the greatest teacher, Lawrence Sir, I was able to come out of it. The dedication he has is unfathomable. Everyday however tired he is, he has a smile and a sparkle to teach. He has wiped my tears and mended my ways.
No poem can match the presence of him in my life, and I am so grateful for that.
I am what I am because of him and my family whose support is a blessing.
May everyone be blessed with a Lawrence Sir in their lives.
Because he is a fine teacher and a brilliant man.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Footprints of size 1
Now of size 10.
Oh God, when did I grow up?!

Chairs of such small size
Now a throne of leather
Oh God, when did I grow up?!

Papers of drawing
Now a booklet of future
Oh God, when did I grow up?!

Skirts of small size
Now a formal blazer
Oh God, when did I grow up?!
So today I wrote my first board exam, and something I thought of....when did we grow up?
I was a first grader, thinking 10th graders are cool and now I just want to go back to reading a volume of Mother Goose as if it were the first time...
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Shaky legs,
Sweaty hands.
I know I can,
But my mind says can't.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Bro
He's always screaming at me,
he often takes my peace of mind,
he drives me up the wall,
yet he's one of a kind.

He's my partner in crime,
we use telepathy to save each other.
He's my strong wall,
my dear little annoying brother.
How much ever I hate my brother, and crack adoption jokes, he makes my day and always manages to make me smile.
We have our fights, but what keeps us united is our love.
Harshitha Girish Feb 2020
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I feel like ripping my intestines
when I see you.
Do you have someone in your life who you absolutely hate? Like if they enter the room "Well, guess I'll have to **** you mate!".
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