I can fly,
I can read your mind,
I have the power..
Of not growing old, and never die.
With the laser in the eyes..
with a multi-functional suit to fly..
I have unlimited power..
which never goes standby...
The tingle in the mind...
to conquer the evils..
A feeling of pride..
Stronger than the devil..
The battle with the social illnesses...
or with the problems, out of sight.
I have the power...
To be victorious in every fight..
I have a rational mind,
No biasness, no envy.
I have no gender,
I am a sentient superbeing,
who is always happy.
Flying over the clouds of imagination,
A thunder struck by.
I got out from the fiction,
back to the life..
Day-dreaming,
self as a super hero..
I woke up with a smile..
Imagination is all it takes,
where such creativity lies.
I crafted, the dream..
structured and picturized..
My superbeing, went alive,
lives the life..
In the people's mind...