Elton John, a true musical king ... poem by Stefano Donno

With his voice so pure and true

Elton John sings his heart out for you

His fingers dance across the keys

As he paints a picture with melodies

From "Your Song" to "Tiny Dancer"

Each note a precious gem, a treasure

His music takes us to another place

A world of beauty and grace

With his flamboyant style and flair

Elton John takes us everywhere

From the stage to the screen

His talent is a sight to be seen

His lyrics touch our hearts and souls

As his music takes us on a stroll

Through life's joys and sorrows

Elton John's music will be there tomorrow

So let us raise a glass and sing

To the man who gave us everything

Elton John, a true musical king

May his music forever ring.

Shazam is here, to save the day ... poem by Stefano Donno

In a world of heroes, with powers so great,

There's one who stands tall, who's no second-rate,

With lightning at his fingertips, and a heart full of love,

He's the one they call Shazam, sent from above.

 

A boy named Billy, with a spirit so pure,

He's chosen by the Wizard, to endure,

The power of six, wisdom, strength and more,

He becomes a hero, a protector like never before.

 

With his lightning bolt, he's quick on his feet,

Defying the odds, and never admitting defeat,

He battles evil, with his team by his side,

Justice prevails, as he takes his stride.

 

His innocence and kindness, are a gift to behold,

In a world so dark, where heroes are cold,

He brings light and joy, to those in need,

A symbol of hope, a true hero indeed.

 

So let us all look up, to the sky up high,

And see the lightning, as it streaks by,

For that's the sign, that he's on his way,

Shazam is here, to save the day.

 

 

 

 

Martin Luther King a dream of hope, a call for change ... poem by Stefano Donno

A dream of hope, a call for change,

A vision bold, yet not so strange,

A man who stood for what was right,

And fought for justice day and night.

 

Martin Luther King, a name so dear,

Whose words still ring so loud and clear,

A leader of the civil rights,

Who fought for freedom and for light.

 

His dream was one of unity,

Of all mankind in harmony,

Of love and peace, of equal rights,

Of breaking down dividing lines.

 

With faith and courage he did stand,

Against oppression's iron hand,

He marched and spoke with eloquence,

Inspiring hope and confidence.

 

And though he left this world too soon,

His legacy will always loom,

A beacon shining in the night,

A symbol of what's good and right.

 

So let us honor Martin's name,

And keep alive his burning flame,

Let's work together, hand in hand,

To build a brighter, fairer land.

 

 

Green Lantern ... In a universe vast and endless .... poem by Stefano Donno

In a universe vast and endless,

Beyond what any mortal knows,

A hero rises among the stars,

A warrior with infinite power in tow.

 

With a green ring upon his hand,

A shining beacon in the night,

Our hero battles evil's grip,

Never losing his inner light.

 

Green Lantern is his name,

A knight of justice unrelenting,

Traveling through galaxies and beyond,

His feats of heroism never ending.

 

With his ring, he conjures creations,

And wields them to defeat the dark,

A source of hope and inspiration,

To all who stand in evil's stark.

 

Green Lantern fears not peril,

Nor death or the foe's cruel might,

For he knows that his strength lies not,

In weapons, but in his will's resolute might.

 

So with his green flame ever shining,

He illuminates all the abyss's gloom,

Protecting us from the abyss's thrall,

Till the end of eternity's looming doom.

 

 

The Flash, the lightning bolt that streaks ... poem by Stefano Donno

The Flash, the lightning bolt that streaks

Across the sky, so quick and fleet

With powers beyond mortal reach

He moves with a supersonic beat

 

His crimson suit, a blur of red

As he races to save the day

His lightning bolt, a symbol ahead

Guiding the path, the hero's way

 

With every step, the world slows down

As he harnesses the speed force's might

A hero born to run, to astound

And keep the world safe through the night

 

With foes as fast as he is strong

He battles on, with lightning strikes

His heart and soul, pure and long

A champion for all that's right

 

So let the Flash run free and true

A beacon of hope, a force of light

For all the world to look up to

And chase the darkness out of sight.

 

 

The Walking Dead, they roam the land, a constant threat, no safe haven at hand ... poem by Stefano Donno

In a world where the dead arise,

And survival is the only prize,

The Walking Dead, they roam the land,

A constant threat, no safe haven at hand.

 

The survivors band together,

Against the undead's relentless endeavor,

They fight to keep their loved ones alive,

Against all odds, they strive and strive.

 

Their journey is one of pain and loss,

A never-ending cycle of chaos and exhaust,

But in each other, they find the will,

To keep on fighting, to push uphill.

 

And though the world may be unkind,

And death may always be close behind,

Their spirits remain unbroken and strong,

As they journey on, moving ever along.

 

For in this world of death and decay,

Their humanity still finds a way,

To shine through the darkness and the dread,

And remind us all, of what it means to be alive instead.

 

 

Dungeons & Dragons ... poem by Stefano Donno

A quest begins, a tale unfolds,

As heroes journey, brave and bold.

They wield their swords, their magic spells,

Against the darkness, they will prevail.

 

From dungeons deep to mountains high,

They seek adventure, never to shy.

Against the dragons, they will fight,

With courage burning, like a torch's light.

 

Their fellowship strong, their bond unbroken,

As they venture forth, words unspoken.

For they know their fate is in their hands,

As they traverse through treacherous lands.

 

Each foe they face, each monster slain,

Their legend grows, like a wildfire's flame.

For they are warriors, strong and true,

Their hearts pure, their souls imbued.

 

And so they journey, through endless strife,

For honor, glory, and the thrill of life.

The Dungeons & Dragons brand, a world so vast,

A game of legends, that will forever last.

 

 

Superman ... poem by Stefano Donno

In Metropolis, the city of steel and might,

A hero soars through the sky, a beacon of light.

His cape trails behind him, a red and blue streak,

As he fights for truth, justice, and the meek.

 

With eyes that blaze like the sun at high noon,

He scans the horizon, seeking out a new boon.

A cry for help, a call to arms,

His duty is clear, his resolve unwavering and calm.

 

He dives through the air, faster than a bullet,

His fists a blur, as he thwarts each villainous culprit.

With superhuman strength, he bends steel with ease,

And his powers seem endless, no foe can appease.

 

But beneath the mask of the hero, a man is revealed,

A heart of gold, a love that is sealed.

For Lois, his dear one, he would give his all,

To protect her from harm, to heed her call.

 

Superman, the symbol of hope and might,

A legend that shines through the darkest of night.

His spirit lives on, a champion for all,

As he fights for justice, for humanity's call.