#harrypotter
Severus, I am your fan
A pretty big one
You're a mind-blowing character
No wizard can be braver
Or love stronger
One of the best spies
The greatest Occlumens
Most skilled Potioneer
And a master deceiver
Of the Dark Lord himself
You keep outdoing yourself!
Severus, I am your fan
Right from day one
You had me hooked
Respect, you command
Despite being a man of few words
Ensuring pin drop silence
The moment you step into the classroom
Leading dunderheads to their doom
You're simply awesome!!
Severus, I am your fan
A truly incredible person
Who has gone through a lot of pain
And committed many a sin
But had a change of heart
When it mattered the most
Your sarcastic veneer
Hides many a tear!!
Severus, I am your fan
And I can feel your pain
A difficult life, undoubtedly
And ending so tragically
Loved by many people
And hated by many more people
You've left behind a rich legacy
And it will be my new policy
To defend you tooth and nail
And give your detractors hell
Yes Severus, I am your fan
And will forever remain!!
Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 9:44 AM UTC
I'm from a United States army base
You are attacking yourselves
I'm not an eligible friend
I take life it doesn't matter who
My allegiance is sworn to the United States army because no explanation will be given otherwise
I clarify literacy for you
You have the civil rights of wage earning tax paying people
That's something you need to fill the hour glass with legally
You have no rights to draft the army as an employee or breach national security in objects as circuit or synapse.
I was asked by a United states citizen
A private citizen to teach.
Oh well that person is on death row for that.
You may believe in hip hop again Manhattan
Rsa don't love
Manhattan a dangerous group of girls nearby
They pay taxes for to creations prisoners find an afterlife
Abstentionism
Learn what I do from a potato painting
Go ask Bobby sands for help in Europe
I will think I'm Bobby sands asking Kevin to feed me *** potatoes from my field of surmons
Oh well your starch collar
I don't rent uniforms for freedom
Asked a general question of war proportion
War crime on you
Eva Green makes love to me now
British mercy in French soup
Dreamers 2 is coming
Deceivers want Deceiving
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 10:37 PM UTC
Once it was a voiceless bellow; thundering nothing
Then it seemed someone was whispering
Now, he knows its delirium in the ear
To which he is aghast and slumbers with fear
Dec 4, 2024
Dec 4, 2024 at 7:15 AM UTC
Keep a Slytherin with Gryffindor
They will wage a war.
Keep a Slytherin with Hufflepuff
Write an obituary for the latter.
Keep a Slytherin with Ravenclaw
It will be our doomsday for sure.
Aug 30, 2024
Aug 30, 2024 at 10:27 AM UTC
You are seen as weird
People often call you "Loony"
But they couldn't be more wrong
Yes, you are indeed different
But then, every individual is unique
And I like you as you are
With all your pros and cons
Yes, you may believe in things
Which do not really exist
But then, who doesn't?
What truly matters
Is the fact that you are a beautiful human being
With a heart of gold
Who doesn't judge anyone
Sees people as they are
Doesn't shy away from speaking uncomfortable truths
Is modest to a fault
And last but not the least
Values friendship above everything else
You know, I can relate to you
I am also different
And got bullied for that
Just as you did
However, your mental strength is remarkable
After losing your mother at a very young age
That too due to a freak accident
You have shown the courage and fortitude
Not to mention, resilience and tenacity
To carry on with your life
Do your best to excel at magic
Display the natural curiosity and aptitude for learning
Which is expected of every Ravenclaw
Develop and sustain friendships
And finally, put your life on the line
In order to try and make the world a better place for all
You are not only a true Ravenclaw
But also possess the courage, nerve and daring of a Gryffindor
And the loyalty and sense of justice of a Hufflepuff
You only lack the cunning and ambition of a Slytherin
Not to mention, you were kidnapped and held hostage by Death Eaters
That too for a few months
And somehow emerged almost unscathed
After such a traumatic experience
You really are an incredible witch
Please remain the way you are
No matter what people say
And I will be a fan of yours
Until, as Neville would say, "Hell freezes over"
Jun 18, 2023
Jun 18, 2023 at 1:07 AM UTC
_Eat you foolish meatheads alive, Yeah.
I'mma CARNIVORE.
None of ya'll compare to me at all.
You ******* eyesores.
I been on magic ****
igniting incantations.
fire blazing, Harry vs Voldemort
Got a trick or two up my sleeve
guess, I learned a lot Dumbledore.
My light doesn't shine without my son.
Nah homie, no play on words that's not a metaphor
Remove the light, from your world.
Lay you down like the asteroid that took out the dinosaurs
You grindin with three jobs and hustlin like a body builder to get more?
Nothing is going to stop for us.
Me? Gon-gonna Make it happen.
What the **** you out here waiting for?
Gotta keep flowing and lifting weight like my lyrics
Minus the common denominators,
I simplify complex matters and make it visual.
Cause I see, things take turns. People get twisted.
Cause it only makes sense, if it's vivid.
Why you call it "life?" If you ain't even livin it?
Some days, I feel down under my limits, feel limited.
Double shifting is a way of life,
work as hard as I live, talking 10 (am ) to 10 (p.m)
The sword has much power as the pen.
Yet, I dwell in my head on my ******* trips
My son loves my stuff, alas
I question every aspect of my penmanship.
All rights reserved_
_Reproduction prohibited...._
Nov 8, 2022
Nov 8, 2022 at 4:23 AM UTC
If love was a game it’ll be quidditch
You’ll be the seeker and I’ll be the snitch.
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 9:09 AM UTC
I saw this once,
in Philosopher's Stone,
that the wand picks the wizard,
not the other way around
I realized today,
at the bookstore in town,
that the book picks the reader,
not the other way around
Mar 31, 2021
Mar 31, 2021 at 5:22 PM UTC
there's something satisfying
in sitting by yourself
in the dark
at 10pm
and watching
Harry Potter
while drinking coffee
and eating starbursts
Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 11:05 PM UTC
1. "He is such a **** why did I date him even after knowing he likes James Potter."
2." My award ceremony is tomorrow, I want to attend it."
3."Why was my last food a Margherita Pizza, I want a White-Sauce-Pasta for my funeral."
4. "I wanted to tell mom that I gave her son the idea to drink the toilet cleaner for an easier death."
5. "Dad, I am sorry."
6. "Am I dying?"
7. "I anyway had too many debts. I think God saves everyone from this life."
8. "I want to hug him. Just once. Please."
9."My new CD will be a waste. Mom will scold me...oh yes now she won't be able to."
10. "Our trip to Goa was my biggest dream...why am I dying before fulfilling it?"
11. "Why did I even come here!? I should have listened to mom.."
12. "Mom, I love you"
13. "I wanted to let you know that you were going to be a father of two kids."
14. "I heard their conversation and saw their faces. I need to catch the terrorists."
15. "At Taj, guests are our God and I need to protect my Gods."
16. "Which music am I hearing? What song is it? The hymn of death?"
17. "I don't want to die! Please."
18. "Let me be reborn as their daughter once again. Please"
19. "I think so many people are pleading so thank you for this life."
20. "Don't ever let her read the letters. She will be heart-broken."
21. "I cannot do it anymore but I need to stay awake. Stay aw..."
22." I want to eat a burger."
23. "Mom"
24. "Please let him die with me. He will not be able to survive without his mother."
25. "Please. Not today."
26." She is stupid. Who even likes Snape? I like James, he could marry his love. I want to marry her."
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 9:36 AM UTC
I find
I do not know
what to think
Despite thinking,
A contradiction I know,
That I know my own mind
I am a walking contradiction
I’m pretty but I’m not
I’m thin but I’m not
I’m happy but I’m not
I’m a filthy halfbreed
The in-between
Half Slytherin, half Hufflepuff
Wondering where it all went wrong
It didn’t go wrong, as such
But perhaps just awry
I’m wondering how
I found myself here
Nice boyfriend
Nice parents
Nice life
Boring, but nice
How did I find myself
Being bored all the time?
I’m thoroughly capable
But a perfectionist too
If I can’t do it first time
It goes on the pile
Of things I can’t do
I expect
One day
I’ll get over this phase
But it could just be
The way that I am
Nice, but boring
Not good at much
But not bad at much
average, standard, middling
I’m stuck in the middle
With no way
Up or down
Nov 11, 2020
Nov 11, 2020 at 10:44 AM UTC
Dear Ronald Bilius Weasley
No matter what others say
I will always be your fan
You are such a marvellous character
Not perhaps, a perfect one
But a character with flaws
So real, and so beautiful
That we can totally relate to it
In your first year at Hogwarts
You played a game of chess
In such a magnificent manner
That even the Russians of the Muggle world
Could not have done any better
In your second year at Hogwarts
You faced your greatest fears
With a courage and nerve
That Godric Gryffindor would have been proud of
For the sake of your best mates
In your third year at Hogwarts
You almost ruined a friendship
For the sake of a rat and a broomstick
But you made amends for it
By standing up to a notorious murderer
That too with a broken leg
Again, for the sake of your best mate
In your fourth year at Hogwarts
Again, there was a misunderstanding
That threatened to derail a strong friendship
But you were there for Harry
When it truly mattered
There was also some ugly ****** jealousy
As your teenage hormones took centrestage
But at least you got an inkling
That you and Hermione
Were made for each other
In your fifth year at Hogwarts
There was a lot you had to put up with
The constant bullying of the Slytherins
Especially during Quidditch matches
The temper tantrums of your best friend
And finally, the evil Dolores Jane Umbridge
Initially, due to your nerves and insecurities
Your Quidditch performances went from bad to worse
But then, you finally showed us
The stuff you were made of
Saving goals left, right and centre
And to cap it all
You bravely fought a dozen Death Eaters
Yet again, for the sake of your best friend
Finally, we come to the war
Due to your never-ending insecurities
And anxiety for your family
Worsened by a dreadful locket
That contained a part of Voldemort's soul
You briefly deserted your best mates
But returned when it mattered the most
Even saving Harry's life in the process
And then, as you destroyed that darned locket
You finally conquered your fears
And transitioned successfully to manhood
Finally, during the Battle of Hogwarts
You showed us your sensitive side
A side that we had never seen before
As you displayed your concern for the house-elves
Precipitating your first kiss with Hermione
Later on, you lost your dear brother
But continued to soldier on bravely
Even standing up to Voldemort himself
Hence, dear Ronald Bilius Weasley
No matter what others say
I will always be your fan
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 9:28 AM UTC
Livin’ like harry potter,
In the closet I hide wishing everything was better.
Love wins they say,
But why do I see people killed every day?
Humanity I need you now,
Accept the people who are giving vows
To the one they love and so proud about,
Because acceptance is all their heart shouts
Now, I stand with pride with the colors in my heart,
With my family and friends that’s with me since the start.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 8:40 PM UTC
and my fingers will trace these scars on your chest — they're no fault lines but darling, i can fall and fall and fold myself into wildflowers on which sunlight unfurls. but this world, it's a battlefield and red roses bloom not from the soil but from the skin and every death feels like the first.
every kiss feels like the last.
and darling, tomorrow, we have all the time to be broken. we have all the time to grow up. but tonight, let me hold you close; my hands are weary of writing elegies. tonight, let me drown in your seastorm eyes; i am tired of looking for temporary ports and for all the wrong shades of blue. tonight, i will read you poems about a girl named helen, who loved despite the war. tonight, the world can crumble down and i can stay right here, safe and sound in the comfort of your sighs, like a girl resting against bruised lilacs. i can stay right here watching you sleep until the earliest hours, forever asking myself how can someone so ****** so broken by this world possess this much softness.
this much gentleness.
this much peace.
regardless, rest your weary bones, my love. morning still is far away.
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 9:55 AM UTC
"No one can Know!"
How far is the river would flow,
or even trashed ***
One it brings such a breath for creatures
Two it cost live a dust to seekers
'Lili, if you trully love em? Would you risk your life everyday to keep em?'
Since the eye talks
And the will *****
He did well didnt he? in every step
or single of beat that cracks
For thou! Feel that must not be unseen
or evident as at present
Love to his queen,
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 2:21 PM UTC
My First Day at Hogwarts
On a Saturday morning,
I woke up in pain.
Perched on top of my head,
Was an owl shaking its mane.
As I focused my glance,
the owl got clearer.
There was something clutched in its beak;
a pale yellow letter.
When I opened it,
words started to bloom,
Mr Y. Vartak,
The inner bedroom.
‘You have a place
in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry,
Points will be taken for wrong,
and awarded for bravery.’
I showed it to my parents,
Who were not at all surprised.
They were in fact very happy,
I am a wizard I realized!
We took a plane to London,
Visit Diagon Alley.
In a hurry to buy my first wand,
robes and stationery.
It was the first of September,
so we hurried to Kings Cross.
We got to platform nine and three quarters,
after struggling through the chaos.
I had everything in my trunk,
I had nothing more to get.
My parents surprised me,
by giving me an owl as a pet.
I got a seat in the Hogwarts Express,
and put my robes,
There was a boy opposite me,
he was juggling bewitched globes.
We got off the train,
At Hogsmeade Station.
There was an amazing castle,
that was beyond my imagination.
We rowed across the lake,
sitting on boats,
It was getting colder,
so we pulled on our coats
We entered the hall,
Full of eyes.
There was a roof above us,
that represented the vast skies.
There was a dusty hat,
in the middle of a stage,
It had a rip near the brim,
so it looked older than its age.
A professor named Minerva,
Put that hat on my head.
The rip opened like a mouth,
Interesting is what it said.
The Sorting Hat as it was called,
said that he had to think some more,
After a while it yelled:
‘He’ll go in GRYFFINDOR!’
I joined the Gryffindor,
at the Start-Of-Term Feast.
We were so involved I talking,
we cared for our sleep the least.
After the feast, we departed,
for Gryffindor Common Room,
Outside the portrait hole, there was,
a shiny black broom.
I changed from my robes to my nightdress,
lay down watching the dying ember.
My eyelids were getting heavy,
I walked into a deep slumber.
This poem is written by me,
Yash Singh.
Specially written for my favourite,
Joanne Kathleen Rowling.
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 7:20 AM UTC
I just listened to;
6 broadway shows,
2× When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go?
And I read a whole book (Harry Potter 6)
I'm not ok
Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 3:33 AM UTC
Knock knock.
Who's there?
You know.
You know who?
Exactly,
AVADA KEDAVRA
And this, my people, is how James Potter died
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 3:03 AM UTC
Slowly breaking its spine
Looking at that new front
Seeing the beauty within the title
The cover can give you an idea of the adventure you are about to take
Be ready to get attached to either the protagonist or the antagonist
You could even get attached to one of the secondary character
Holding that new book
You could smell the pages are still in that fresh new book
Once you start the book, you know you can’t put it down
One more page
One more chapter
Until you realize that you just finished your book
This adventure takes you to different universes
Different countries
Teaches you new languages
Don’t know how to speak Spanish, well I guess it’s time to learn for this chapter
Falling in love with the relationships within the book
Using the characteristics to finding your next person
Teachers used to tell us “reading is fundamental”
I will give them that
Reading became fun for me
The adventures I have gone on from reading has been the best
I got a letter to Hogwarts from reading Harry Potter series
Became a shadowhunter thanks to the Mortal Instruments series
I fought in the hunger games with Katniss
Stayed on team Jacob in the Twilight saga
Went to Camp Half-Blood with Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase
And many more to add to that list
Reading has helped me escape that scary thing called
Reality
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 12:26 AM UTC
I’d hazard a guess there aren’t many folk who don’t know the tales of Harry, Hermione and Ron
and how with a cast of a multitude of friends they defeated Voldemort with aplomb,
rightly these heroic adventures are held in the highest regard,
and will be told forever by musicians, singers and bards,
these stories will be remembered, people will talk of those courageous and brave
and how they turned the evil tide of The Dark Lord with everything they gave,
how they dispelled the magic of horror with the strength of the Gryffindor lion,
but less well known than this wonder is the fable of Tayrn and her Ryan.
R and T arrived to Hogwarts 10 years after He Who Can Not Be Named was vanquished in the great struggle,
Tayrn was pure wizard born whereas Ryan was pure muggle,
both took to wizarding school easily and did well in all their classes,
of course Tayrn was a hit with the lads and Ryan a swoon with the lasses,
but it didn’t matter they gave all folk in their year at Hogwarts an involuntary love shudder
because ace Tayrn and Ryan only had eyes for each other!
Their wonderful sweet love was easy and went without a hitch,
spent Saturdays gazing at each other when they should have been watching Quidditch,
hand in hand they skipped around The Forbidden Forest, their romance knowing no rift,
saying hello to a friendly centur or a flying hippogriff,
they galloped around Diagon Alley, their souls full of cheer,
or sat relaxed and tranquil in The Leaky Cauldron sipping butter beer.
T and R were ace at spells, Tayrn’s best was with a wand swish creating healing
and Ryan’s wonderful arty prowess was painting The Sistine Chapel on any ceiling;
yes they were each other’s equal in the way they weaved the magic from above
and this is one of the reasons they were very much in love.
One night T and R were going on one of their romantic walks
and decided to have a jaunt to a wonderful clearing just near Hogwarts,
they sauntered through the darkening evening with a song on their lips,
swaggered along the green with the music of love on their hips,
as they got to the secluded clearing they were anticipating with glee each other’s hold
but then all of a sudden they started feeling very cold.
They both noticed that the summer grass was covered in a blanket of frost,
the trees were looking pale, freezing, withdrawn and lost,
the air was filled with frigidity and held the hints of scare,
the flowers were wilting with chilled terror, bloom given way to despair,
as Tayrn and Ryan wondered what was the cause of such floral bad health
just a few yards away the answer revealed itself;
over a hill came a hooded figure that immediately brought fright to the fore
as Tayrn and Ryan paid attention in Defence Against The Dark Arts they instantly recognised it as a dementor,
but they noticed something different about this one, it was nearly trebled in size,
and had a deeper blackness where should have been it’s eyes.
Being skilled at magic they knew what they had to do to avoid any harm
so both quickly fired off their best Patronus Charm,
but these spells had no effect, the huge dementor merely shrugged them off
and they could have sworn beneath it’s hood it let out a derisive scoff.
The enormous dementor hovered over Tayrn and Ryan and from its mouth emerged a hiss,
as it prepared to give the two lovers their final goodbye kiss,
but as it stooped over them with it’s awful deathly hue
T and R looked into each other’s eyes and figured out what they were going to do;
they remembered in one class learning about the bravest man Hogwarts had ever knew
and how he was able to hoodwink The Dark Lord with a love strong, solid and true,
how Snape drew on his love of Lilly to ride through any storm,
even on his darkest night it was what kept him warm,
so Tayrn and Ryan pushed their wands together and thought of beautiful Severus
and how they both too shared the romantic love buzz,
and channelling the wonder of that special feeling thus
they both pointed their wands in unison and screamed Expelliarmus!
Emitted from the tip of each wand was the half of a love heart projected from each soul
that both came together to create the fantastic whole,
in the shine of such love the vast dementor instantly recoiled,
knowing that it’s draining wish was in no doubt foiled,
it writhed around and in the glare of joy did it’s nefarious purpose erode,
every bleak and blank about it started to corrode,
the dementor slowly ebbed away until all of it did go
and in it’s place was left a striking brown young doe,
it bowed it’s head to Tayrn and Ryan and then it flew into the trees,
gliding with majesty on the sweet night breeze.
Awed by what had happened Ryan and Tayrn turned and started to walk back to the dorm,
aware of what occurred was special and not the norm,
but then they stopped in their tracks and at the same time both did say,
“oh my beautiful love, I know I’m going to marry you someday!”
Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 6:26 AM UTC
“You’re beautiful” I say
For lack of a better word
Because how can I only describe her as so?
She’s what it feels like to feel the sun dance upon your face
The wind gently rustling your hair
The glowing of wood lit aflame
Candles flickering while the windows rattle from wind
She’s the beginning of the Star Wars theme at full blast
Hearing the sound of the TARDIS for the first time in so long
The opening credits of each long-awaited marvel movie
Feeling the magic of reading the first Harry Potter book again
The closing of a finished book, knowing there’s more to come
Rapping every line of Hamilton perfectly
She’s everything pure in the world that brings unbridled joy
And there’s no way that “beautiful” could
EVER
Measure up to that
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC