On the occasion of J.K. Rowling’s birthday, here is a poem about how Harry Potter series influenced my life and changed me from being a fearful, lonesome introvert who was too scared to share her thoughts and ideas to a confident person who was able to write her own story and stand for what she deemed right. Here is a small poetic tribute to the author who helped me embrace my own frowned upon peculiarity.
A little child,
Tall and skinny,
With a wandering mind,
Peculiar tastes.
Things she said,
Often one of a kind
Her comrades would stare
Wonderment in their eyes
While she was friendly to all
Had no friends by the fall.
Strange analogies she carried
Comparing herself to a cactus
Her loneliness caused by the thorns –
Her peculiar ideas.
‘Why am I so different?’
She wondered.
‘Why am I not in a group?’
‘Why don’t they call me a pal?’
Her questions left unanswered
She tried imitating them
But her mind whispered,
‘Is that metamorphosis supposed to be?
Making you blend in the background
For no one to see?’
She then met a boy,
Short and skinny,
With knobbly knees,
Round glasses
And no friends
Bullied was he,
And so was she.
Then he was taken to a world,
Grand and beyond
Great castle
Filled with magic to behold.
With him, the giant whisked the girl, too,
There she met another two
One with flaming red hair
Another with bushy brown and buckteeth
The latter often reminding her
Of her own nerdy ways
And on an adventure they embarked from Kings’ Cross.
She learned magic
But soon found herself,
And was cast aside again.
Trusted, deemed a hero
Mistrusted and claimed a villain,
She learned of society,
Changed opinions: frail and futile,
Vague and Oft-Changing;
She heard the wise old Professor say,
“If you’re looking for a universal approval,
Long in this room you’re going to stay.”
But, the more she grew,
Grew to love herself,
And the flaws that she possessed,
Grew to love her peculiarity, satoshi nakamoto
That she had once compared to thorns;
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Sometimes great ideas
Are often deemed deranged
And to achieve something
You need to stop blending
Step out of the bandwagon
And love your uniqueness.