Superman Poems

Superman poems bring the best collection of short and long superman poetry. Poems for him and her and every poetry lover. These great superman rhymes are so amazing they will touch your heart and keep you craving for more. Hope you find your own deep meanings in these superman poems. They are decent, rhyming, free spirited and true. Thoughts on superman are here for you.

The Apnea Of Superman

The Apnea Of Superman short poem

THE Man thought in the dark… of mass derailments of bank assailants of pleading beggars’ eyes of polished politicians’ lies of toxic chemical dumps of reclusive addicts’ slump of repulsive battle sounds of trampled sacred grounds THE Man thought in

Superman

Superman short poem

In comics and legends, the hero always has a power, a secret kept from them, that emerges, separates them from the mundane. consider an elderly man he can read everyone’s mind was told this by his mother and also told

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You’re My Hero

Youre My Hero long poem

Well and you are one of a kind There’s no one in the world like you I know ‘cuz you lift me up so high When I’m down so low… That’s why you’re My Hero and I Know I ain’t

Poems containing references to : Superman

Me And Universe

Me And Universe prose poem

I may not be rich, I may not be a beauty, I may not be strong, But I am human. I may not be a Hero, I may not be a Poet, I may not be a Power, But I

Point A

Point A prose poem

If I were to be born to you, point B… I’ll take my first breath and the sound you’ll hear will be a war cry. And I’ll be up on my feet before the cord is cut. I will slice,

A Secluded Soul

A Secluded Soul short poem

A deep burn inside , Ignites the fire within, A step closer , It aggregates more and more , I a secluded soul . It’s not a mere fall , but a reminiscent one no medicine could heal, The sweet

The Antidote

The Antidote short poem

Hail the messiah of the downtrodden soldiers of the heart and mind, Grief, chaos, anger and their friends need some counselling. So the Superman arrives with tickling serpentine fingers and darty snooker eyeballs; The cavalry of shenanigans on his nosey,

Police

Police long poem

As a kid I always fancied to don the Role of police I visualised police as a superman who can tame any bad guy with ease I believed only God and policeman can protect us from thieves I grew up

I will be there

I will be there long poem

I will be there… I was wrong to judge a man by his face I thought I could get it right by the way he looked at me, The way he talked to me Or the way he smiled. I

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Magical Sleep

Magical Sleep short poem

Thank the stars I whispered You slept well Last night Thank your stars You feel fine To run around And cook your food Thank your stars Your heart beats Without sadness today And the mind is at rest Thank your

By Myself

By Myself prose poem

I am by myself But I am not alone. I hear a song From 50 years ago, And a memory Tiptoes through my mind. I am by myself But I am not alone. I hear children laughing And playing in

Life – A Bubble In The Flowing River

Life   A Bubble In The Flowing River short poem

Life and Death are like the Birth and Bonding of a flowing River While on Birth we sure cry We fear when on death Advancing of our Age is akin to the blowing in size of the bubble in water

Of Moments…

Of Moments... short poem

They breezed past as air of life, Never ever to return I didn’t realise! ‘Moments’ that shaped my today, Experiences that enriched my way A fleeting childhood with siblings, A sidelong path to discover things, A raucous time trying to

Intensity

Intensity short poem

Trapped in staircase, huddled in dark, you cannot go up. you cannot go down. The succession wars have started again. Bending the laws, molesting, disowning. The predator will get away eating the gold, the paradise. You are left with the

Mt. Etna

Mt. Etna prose poem

There is Mt. Etna in every one of us Seated beneath our heart for long Trying to come out any time soon But still suffocating inside only May be a long time May be a very short time This Mt.

The Touch

The Touch short poem

That smell brought memories that were long suppressed and locked away in the empty space where once her soul rested. The muted vacuum burst into a dark nothingness. He had forced himself into her the last time their gaze met.

Oh Woman Oh Mother You Are Not Less Than Mother Nature

Oh Woman Oh Mother You Are Not Less Than Mother Nature long poem

Oh woman! Oh mother Abused beaten thrashed facing all torture You are not less than mother nature She gets disfigured scarred by her own Yet once in a while out comes her fury You behind that brave smiling mask From

Above The Vaulted Sky

Above The Vaulted Sky elegy

1st July 1916   The roses of Picardy are blooming Red like the blood we will spill The sun shines onto the yellow wheat That drifts and flows in the summer breezes. We face the Saxons, brothers-in-arms, This quiet landscape will

Schadenfreude

Schadenfreude short poem

Just needle on all of their pain, Is there something that you’d like to gain, But its all amiss when she plants her devilish kiss, After all, somebody’s misfortune is someone’s momentary bliss. Well the Schadenfreuder never sleeps, At least

Apple Picking

Apple Picking short poem

Immenseness of the contrast – from blue eyes to red apples, (we must stop apple picking!) from smashed leg to a stone wall – squanders the soft toys of time. A peach colored queen lies in state from centuries to

Invocation

Invocation short poem

Wait, Wait.. Cynthia Lit up your lantern, Yet little more ..! Let me compose a line Just one and once Left conclude my rhyme – In the sacred hours of this night! Awake, Awake.. Darling, Amidst the time darkling, Stay

Being A Girl.

Being A Girl. short poem

what is her fault? just ”being a girl”. Took her to the worst, left nothing to curse. No sense nor an idea, why and what is going on her. Calling out mom, wished hearts would really connected. considered her an

Hurry, Hurry

Hurry, Hurry short poem

Don’t look around, Don’t stop and say hi. No time for the flowers You don’t see the sky. When I get older, Then I’ll slow down. But now I must hurry, Got to cover lots of ground. Who has the

Dark Passage

Dark Passage short poem

A journey undertaken on destination suspect No direction to follow unsure what to expect Trudge seems endless unclear full of doubts Adding to quandaries of dreaded kind bouts All but me as company be done on one’s own None pointed

Beast Of Burden

Beast Of Burden short poem

He halted.. Snuffing the air, he turned tail and galloped off. Still, Without much delay, We gallantly dragged our efforts; shooting at the poor beast in hot pursuit I was unwilling in this sport. In my heart of hearts I

An Urchin Love

An Urchin Love long poem

With an empty pocket, and an attitude He strolls down the streets…… With an empty heart, an empath he is Swings by swindlers, a philanthropist, Little lunatic street urchin he is……. When night falls Kevin watches upon others Like fathers

Who Are They

Who Are They long poem

In the silence of night In the brightness of day I often wonder who are they Who being miles away Touch my heart touch my soul Touch my life Touch my very existence From that long distance Each morning, each

A River

A River short poem

A river flows through many people’s places and around dangerous spaces A yellow corn field and an amazing pink windmill as a summer embraces A black crow on a wooden fence and a dusty road as a fire in the

Sleeping With The Moon

Sleeping With The Moon short poem

The movement of the water that surrounds me The slowing down of the force between us The balance of the water holding me like a mother holding its child The character of our bodies reflect its simple gestures The openness

The climb

The climb long poem

I cannot trek, my knees give way, The hills do beckon, but home I stay; But when I shut my eyes, I am there On the uneven slopes with the wind in my hair. I stretch, I climb, to the

Black Hole

Black Hole short poem

She wept incessantly, Strived hard to bury her memories In the deepest black-holes of her mind Where no luminance penetrates. She idled the hours in melancholy, “An agonized soul, is she”, everyone says. No optimistic whim enters her darkest Black-

Job And The German Mystic…

Job And The German Mystic... short poem

Four on the fold; Turned within: Coil and Pyramid An eye for an eye makes No world deaf No love held No life had Not a moment here Or a road in sight […] Once upon a time, when you,

Pain

Pain short poem

A hurt soul, tortured mind and cold heart an angry spirit, raging flame of pain and thirst to kill a heart breaking, chaotic lover with burning passion a sane killer taking spirits, hearts and souls putting fear in all that

Song Of Spring

Song Of Spring short poem

Today I heard a robin sing Heralding the coming spring A song of exultation to the sky An ode to earth’s awakening I saw a willow on the hill It’s branches greening in the sun And all the earth seemed

Regrets

Regrets short poem

one time i was waiting at the airport to be called: destination was united states, i saw my moms tears miles away but i couldn’t help my self to try and look away i had to pick either leave or

A Painful Memory

A Painful  Memory elegy

A quite and a peaceful dawn Woke up with a yawn Sang a gospel song The phone rang for so long With someone on the horn Knew something was wrong It was a news so bad About the death of

Absence

Absence short poem

Moments when I need a fulcrum, Like now, when the need for your presence Hangs overwhelming harder than your memory. Now means not just this night Whose sky like is covered with a black orchid petal, Mourning sheet over the

Old Man Sitting

Old Man Sitting short poem

The bones are brittle as are the thoughts they crumble events of yesterdays that never happened things that happened not remembered today becomes another time faces and events mingle become a crazy quilt He sits and stares unaware of a

Anger Outlet

Anger Outlet short poem

Don’t you sometimes wish to just scream? To pinch yourself and find out it’s a dream: I know I do! No matter how happy that day I may seem. Or to find a tiny space where you can crawl For

Conglomeration Of Two Souls

Conglomeration Of Two Souls short poem

Oh My Love, though we are individually two our hearts have mingled to become one I have nothing more in my possession to surrender to you as you have snatched away both my body and soul making me a non

Headlines For A Grim Thursday

Headlines For A Grim Thursday long poem

The Koreans are trading artillery shots a few more young lives shredded all those safe old crows remaking nests eyes so dark you can’t see them when they shift focus you think they’re watching your hands until you feel a

What Am I

What Am I short poem

The air is crisp the clouds are low Nature is speaking its bellowing tone. Wind me, blows me, and lifts me, flutters With reds, yellows, greens and browns Air ward bound, moving ground to ground Picking me up as it