I'm Not A Magician Poem by Indira Renganathan

I'm Not A Magician

Rating: 5.0


I'm not a magician
To heal her scathed face
Nor am I a beautician
To hide her dark patches

Yet, moon'll teach me
How to stay beautiful
How to stay appeased

From the fright of your fire
As she from the fire of sun

Sunday, July 19, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: social
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 29 July 2020

I am not magician I am not beautician I am not panacea I am not I am not But the sun the moon, the day and night the light and dark the entire nature still teach me everything about life and death and still heal my wholeness.........

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Kumarmani Mahakul 24 July 2020

Typo.. please treat it moon instead of moo.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 19 July 2020

This -social poem is very beautiful and amazingly penned with brilliance of mind. We have to learn many things from moo to remain beautiful even we have patches of scratches and sorrows. This poem teaches many things to the readers...10

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Anil Kumar Panda 19 July 2020

A very beautiful poem with a nice message. One should remain smiling in hard times. Life is all about staying happy and contented in all situations. Thanks for sharing.

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Rajnish Manga 19 July 2020

I have no words to appreciate this poem in adequate measure. It's a meaningful poem written in the wake of recent controversy concerning the colour of the skin or scars on the face of a girl and exploitation of this factor by beauty cream manufacturers to sell their product. Thanks.

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