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Jonesy Jul 2016
Every time I wake up I feel phenomenal,
Like the rarest of the rare,
I feel like I can save the world,
If I put my mind to it,
I know superman ain't got nothing on me.

They say the mind is a powerful thing,
Once we use it we can break the walls and surpass the sky,
So I guess that's why they blindfold us.
I knew I was born an Einstein,
But they used education to limit us.
But still Superman ain't got nothing on me.

I know I am mighty, strong,
Never go down without a fight.
Confidence level so-so,
World I hope you are ready,
Someone is coming,
Someone who can break the boundaries,
Surpass the stars,
No,
I am not Superman,
But I can be superhuman.

    
                  Jonesy 2016 ©
Superman ain't got nothing on me :)
Coraline Hatter Jul 2016
Be my Clark Kent,
My superhero,
The one who saves me from myself

Be my Joker,
My Partner in crime,
The one who loves my crazy side
Ara Jun 2016
On the Dark Side of the moon
where the ground lay frozen
is a prophecy due soon
although its forgotten words are left unspoken

It begins with a tale of violence and slaughter
while a wanderer prepares himself
for his encounters with these monsters

They say its all in his head
he believes people call to him,
"Save me from this dread!"
if only he knew the truth, but it may be too grim

He thinks he's Superman, and holds the power within
(I decided to change my caption due to a comment below}
Shaun W Stewart Jun 2016
Your heart was in the wrong,
it stepped where only mine belonged.
You stole my angel,
my Lois Lane.
You were my best friend,
now your fallen.
Your Lex,
you lost a friend because of selfish desire.
There I stood,
clenched fist and black eyes.
One voice,
"don't do it".
"Your better than this"
Rage filled me,
hate consumed me.
"do the right thing"
sadness peaked from my eyes,
I'm no Superman!
Mariah Apr 2016
There is one thing that is certain you possess impeccable strength and you love a challenge.
       Your always improving your flaws on top of  the obstacles you manage.
      Superman does the same dealing with villains and their new tactics mainly.
       You've always worked hard no matter what life throws at you daily.  
      Superman fights for those who are good, when they themselves can't. He saves the day.
      When you see the innocent being troubled you step in to set the record straight.
      From standing up for people to throwing jerks off the bus. A man of Steel is what your body is made of.
       Your only human and there are times you feel under the weather,
Even superman gets weak when kryptonite is near him.
      But, I never seen or heard superman say what he couldn't do
and to be honest I also never heard it from you.
      Superman only exist in DC comic books
However, this is reality and you are what a real superman looks.
PaperclipPoems Jan 2016
He grabbed her hand
     Covered her eyes
      Snatched her from gravity
      Flew her to the highest point in the skies
      Held her body tight

" O p e n  y o u r  e y e s "

She did and what she saw was terrifying
      The world beneath her feet

He said
    *Don't be scared
        I've got you
             And I'm  n e v e r  letting you go
Don't let me go...
b for short Nov 2015
Not my policy
to consider saving those
who stand on my cape.
© Bitsy Sanders, November 2015
Ambika Jois Nov 2015
Look into my eyes
They widen and glisten
I can show you the elders’ cries
Through sight, you must listen

Take my hand and walk
Soles silently cringe
Walk on but no talk
What you see is a matrix fringe

Curl your fingers together
Feel the icing on the tangible
Clear your throat, it’s fever
Of frill and lust, the dispensable

Can you see?
Can you hear?
Can you feel?
Speak with yourself –
It is no super than I.

The whispers from the moon
From rabbit’s supper to a drone
Akin to a butterfly from a cocoon
Echoes the sound of ‘Om’

Take a seat, float, know tranquil
Look behind, in front, anywhere
The silence is what remains still
Though entities exist everywhere

Can you see?
Can you hear?
Can you feel?
Speak with yourself –
It is no super than I.
Elioinai Dec 2014
Loving you is like lifting a spoon to my lips
it's bowl full of ice cream
sugar and milk sweetly, softly melt upon my tongue
each mouthful reducing in wonder
the taste eventually forgotten until my porcelain vessel lays empty
in my hands
and I ache for more
but my imagined aches harden into reality
as my body reacts in horror at the offering I have brought its enemies
Just as when your face is no longer present to grace my vision
I long for your return,
yet realize how utterly vain is my infatuation for you
Let it go . . .
I wonder if it would be stupid to anonymously send this dude a poem about him.
Elioinai Apr 2015
in pride I forgot
oh the shaking of my heart
and my head at my fault
For the nerves in your brain
stretch like lengths of fiber optic cords
that hold the cyber clouds together
your lips were placed upon each other
to produce much more than laughs from mine
Ah!
I think of the heart that is squeezing
blood through all your delicate channels
And I remember
You are more than a pretty face
much more than a night of entertainment
Guard against seeing people as objects, as only important for what they can do for you
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