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Jan 2020 · 108
Chains.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
He ignored her screams,
      And he got his way,
And while she sobs, she dreams,
      To be free some day...
This poem is dedicated to all the brave women who have gone through ****** abuse and have spoken about it as true warriors. It's not okay to be uncomfortable and these pioneers have made us see it...to all the strong women and women in building...
Jan 2020 · 126
Her smile.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
When she smiles,
            It's like the roses suddenly bloom
And all happiness is right there.
Yeah, she had that kinda smile
          Which made heads turn
Even from a mile.
#her
Jan 2020 · 113
Her coffin.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
As I ran my hands over
     The cold wood of her coffin
My hands reached the place
     Her warm heart would have been in.
This poem is a tribute to my grandmother, an extremely wise and beautiful lady, whom I lost 3 years ago. No matter how time went, the emptiness of a cheery soul lingers. I hope she's at a better place now, showing the angels how to sow neat patterns....
Jan 2020 · 57
She.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
Her hair was like the clouds
     Unkept and curly
Her eyes were like a dream.
Her smile was the type anyone would fall for
            With dimples so deep

Her attitude was kinda sassy
       She put people off
But she was just this kind
         Which everyone adored.
Jan 2020 · 89
Happy.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
Be happy,
Not because you're forced to be,
Because you're made to be.
#positive  #happy
Jan 2020 · 122
Her attitude.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
She broke rules,
She didn't ask for any validation,
And was so fierce,
That the whole world just stood in awe
As they saw her conquer the world.
#sass #novalidation #positive
Jan 2020 · 91
Her.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
When he threw down her crown
           And made her cry, she gave it one day.
The next day she wiped her tears,
Never cried
And fixed her crown back on her head.
Even after he came back, claiming what he had done was wrong, she did not budge. She was a queen in her own ways, and when she didn't give in, her crown never came down.
Jan 2020 · 78
Her soul.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
She looked at the tornado of problems
                   Swooping around, destroying everything in its way

She couldn't help but chuckle
Showing her dimples so deep
                    As she tied her hair up
And winked at the trouble.
#trouble
Jan 2020 · 110
Him.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
He was the hero for his daughter,
Faith for his wife,
And strength for his parents.
#father
Jan 2020 · 98
Her presence.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
She was the type of girl
      Who'd throw tantrums
Who'd act wild
       She wasn't pretty
Neither mild
        She was full of sass
She knew she would rule.
#girl   #notprettybutawesome  #wild
Jan 2020 · 210
Her.
Harshitha Girish Jan 2020
She threw her shield away
So that she could own a sword.
One hand on her crown and another on the sword.

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