There’s more where that came from A bleeding heart was only the start, The tears you cried late up at night, Sad songs you sang till the morning rose, Not that you’re weak-but let them continue to speak, Had your heart broken and your love taken for granted, Wore a smile every morning and faced the world even when deep down you wanted to pour out your heart and hope it eases the pain, There’s more where that came from I’m talking about your fierce, Your ability to carry the whole world on your shoulders while making it look easy, Let she be celebrated for her admirable super powers, For she’s a superwoman
She wakes up every morning opening those big eyes, those bright eyes, and she immediately put on her super girl cape getting ready to face the day. Oh, man, she is better than Superwoman and Superman together, she is the super girl with teenage power and stuff rocking her own world. One day she wears a dress, the other she wears jeans and converse, but that’s not the point… The point is she wears HOPE, and nowadays H.O.P.E. stands for: Hold On, Pain Ends.
She rocks her cape with dignity An air of quiet that leaves many in awe Her hands itch at the sound of a battle cry Her guilty pleasure;proving CANT is a myth. She munches daily on impossible And looks in awe as the inches of self sacrifice bulge at her waistline.
After all she's been through Though deemed legendary Arms toned with the weights of men she has been lifting Her breast perfect pillows for the weary Her eyes as round as the globe Superwoman never learnt You cant carry the world quite well If your spine is cracked with the need of being saved as well
you are the single most difficult thing i've ever had the curse of caring for
you're confusing and secretive and indecisive and insensitive and the way you treat me, no one ever deserves to be treated
and at one point i fell hard so so hard yet i knew that they were just games but why did it seem like i could never win?
it frustrated me like hell because when i compete, i win what the hell made you so special that you could beat me in every single battle? that i was willing to lose the war to you?
then i became angry i wanted to take sweet revenge my heart became cold and it yearned to break yours
...or I thought it did
you're like that stray piece of hair that never seems to stay where it should you dont know where you stand in my life yet you still barge in like you own it
and up to today i ask myself why do i let you?
you are nothing great you are nothing special you are nothing to me
and i know that i'm probably lying to myself but you should know that although im a superwoman whom you're stupid not to love i'm getting tired too and you, my kryptonite, i will soon be immune to because darling i think i'm finally tired of loving you
God made Eve and she is the testimony, Of what Eve could herself be The smile on her face, zillion emotions in disguise The twinkle in her eyes, only speaks of love no lies
A mother, a sister, a daughter, a wife and her roles multiply, But dare come a moment when she is out of time, Keeping her world at the back she always moves ahead She will laugh and she will cry, She will burn and she will light up the fire
If only we could be possibly be an inch tall of her will that has no heights, We would have still given up trying after some time
One Super Woman she is, an epitome of how godly Eve can be Thousand tributes may fall short, but you'll never be less of words Having one like her in your life, And you may be writing this again the nth time!
He was gone .. with the desolation the disaster had bought. Her heart had poured out along with the numbness flowing in the veins leaving her pale. taking away the felicity ,she is best known for, like the waves those erase the footprints alongside the shore,Washing away the long walks of joy. Dessension along the years in cold, did not bring back her smile But it did make her a superwoman he always said she was.