We get amazed by the magic of the stars
Yet we ignore the magic performed within us
How inner body stays warm during winter
That smoke comes out of our mouth, just say ahhh!
How our bodies amends torn tissues tight
And broken bones are merge over night
How a heart broken in million pieces
can still learn to love and embellish
Yet from the sky, we are just floating balloons
In a jangle full of barbaric baboons
Damn, that's just magic to me.
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Congrats on MPOD, but what does 'marge' mean? 'Broken bones marge over night...'? ? ? ? ?
Congratulations for this poem being selected as the Poem of the Day!
Yes, the magic is within us.Truly said, 'How our bodies amends torn tissues tight And broken bones are marge over night How a heart broken in million pieces can still learn to love and embellish'
It sure is magic, dear poet! And congratulations! ! ! ! this poem is selected POEM OF THE DAY- MEMBERS today. Well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
(2) According to the online dictionary, 'marge' is a British short form for 'margarine'. So the bones become margarine overnight? Strange.