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Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
May we never ever
take life for granted again.
Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
We could eat at places,
which are fancy-shmancy,
But you see,
From a mother's hand, even rice,
Is super nice.
It brings smiles on faces.
Rhyming pattern: abbcca
This is just so silly. *shakes head*
Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
I'm sorry for leaving
y'all in a fog
Well, folks,
Harshitha Girish has opened a blog!
Oh my god, I have a blog! That's right, my writing, in my own site :)
But I'll keep publishing poetry here, not to worry!
Head on to www.worldthroughme.com to read my blog! Please do support and bless me, it's a new chapter!

Love, harshi x
Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
When God made him,
he must've thrown away his blueprints,
for there was and will never be another him.
Haiku?
Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
He loved me.
He loves me not.
I was once a flower,
But he let me rot.
Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
A surprise is not a secret,
Well, it is,
But that's just fine,
It keeps you guessing so much,
So stay tuned for mine!
I've been working on something for weeks and well, it's finally here! Stay tuned folks, I have a surprise!
Harshitha Girish Apr 2020
"Why I married your dad?"
sighed my mom.

"Well, I decided I wanted to annoy him for the rest of my life"
she added with a smile.

Though my dad had his back turned, I could swear I saw him smile too.
This is true love, I guess =)
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