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  Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Sydney Rose
was your heart not devoted to mine
when my melodies sung for yours
as the sun rose on my side to wake
the soul of yours you have left behind
in the life you continue to forget
that we have created together
as the sunsets on your end to her
MuseumofMax Dec 2021
They’ll read it
They’ll like it
I get a chance

I take it.
Manifestations
  Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Salmabanu Hatim
There is love but that is not enough
The key ingredient in marriage is romance
2/12/2021
  Dec 2021 MuseumofMax
Chandy
A disconnected fool
A dying boy
A public enemy
Broken people
Burned bodies
Scarred for centuries
Never erased
MuseumofMax Nov 2021
Hello death,

I am not afraid of you,
Many are
But I see through you

The facade of what life beyond death truly is
How can anyone know?

False prophets
The drinking of fine wines

I wonder what’s true
And I wonder what is lies
A poem inspired from  my own feelings of what death truly is mixed with inspiration from P.K the Bollywood movie. A quote from it says “I believe in the god that created me, not the god we created”.
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