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7C writes

Some words make grass greener

Some actions make a star seem smaller 

When 7C writes, we all seem closer

 

Sharing some of their lines,

Their trials with a superpower prompt

And a tyre as a hula-hoop

Some tell their superpowers

Some ask—

 

.

 

She could change the world whichever way she thought

That day onwards, with her darkness, she tried her best to bring light to others

She could control the dead from dread

Ocean trusted her

He saw a rainbow-coloured bird

She could make a house with the help of clouds.

Creative Recycling, traveling as fast as lightning,

Superpower to control lightning, water, underworld, time… Phew!

Oh wait, there's more --- to fly in sky, super strength to carry large stones, a brain better than Einstein, a power to run fast, reverse time, and even go to future; fighting Ronan with her lightning, dreaming of meeting Avengers peculiar; a power to turn anything into a new form

Saving diamonds with Hulk’s power of breaking,

Two stones falling from sky and her Avenger dream comes true,

Catching fire in seconds, travelling as fast as lightning,

Fighting crimes in alleys with kicks 5 times more powerful

A power to also float above clouds--If you say down, you will go down

If you say up, you will go up!

Also, a power to teleport, to choose old friends, 

to go anywhere in the world and not care

about dressing up!

 

With a scorching heat and the sun high up in the sky

A vow was made in these lines to not make anyone feel low

Families becoming the definition of friends

It did feel like a big stone with a light weight – Strength.

Strength is also feeling nice living in a small place 

because things may not get lost easily!

 

Finally, two lives of bicycle tyres were also speaking–

Drawing a picture, a girl tried to remember herself

Someone when riding past the picture

The picture stole a tyre to make a hoola-hoop.

 

A child's thought can drive the world without tyres.

 

Little her, she used to wonder

If she was the batman or the joker

Was she the saviour of the town?

Or the one who roared at the sound of thunder?

 

Her mother said she was none–

She was the Princess in a dazzling gown

But, she on the other hand didn't want to be one,

Because does a queen ever get awarded her crown?

 

My friends had so many questions, but I, had only poems—

 

Some words make grass greener

Some actions make a star seem smaller 

When 7C writes, crowns tinker

 

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